He feared that the dangers inside were too great for him to be involved at the moment. It was best to rely on his master to solve them.
Speaking of which...
So much time had passed.
He didn't even know how his master was doing.
And the old Emperor, whether he had died at the ends of the earth.
...
Nanling Town.
The camp of the Nanxu Army of a hundred thousand men.
Central Army Tent.
Both the brothers, Fan Shuzhen, and Fan Jiuxiao were present at this location.
"How is it?"
"Have you found Sun Xiangzong?"
"Replying to Your Highness, not yet!"
"..."
One month ago.
Sun Xiangzong had burst out of Daze Fang City, yet he had vanished without a trace in Nanling Town.
According to the Immortal Masters, he was hiding within a certain mountain.
The Nanxu Army surrounded the mountain layers upon layers on the ground, and many cultivators even in the sky. No bird could escape as they were determined to trap Sun Xiangzong within.
"Very good, very good!"
