After seeing off Elder Ge Qing, the Fleeting Boat slowly flew towards the distant horizon.
The areas nearest to the ancient battlefield of immortals and demons had all transformed into trading hubs, bustling with immortal markets of various sizes. Spirit vein blessed lands, where cultivators could temporarily reside and rest, were generally located hundreds of miles away.
Even for cultivators in the Qi Gathering Realm, this distance was not considered too far, and a round trip wouldn't consume much time.
Shen Mo stood at the bow of the vessel, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery below, but in reality, he was lost in thought.
