High in the sky, a ray of magic light was shooting towards the north. Fang Xi controlled her magic power and was unable to mess up a single strand of her hair, no matter how strong the wind blew.

At the same time, all the information that Shiyou had learned during this period was collected in his mind.

"The place where the Yama Dao Palace is located is called Futu Mountain... It flourished for thousands of years, and then declined a hundred years ago. It even declined very completely. Maybe there were some changes internally, or it was occupied by a powerful evil thing?"

"As for the Demonic Dao Master..." This person is most likely a Nascent Soul monk. After thousands of years, he probably ran out of life and passed away, right?"

After all, Yan Mo Dao Palace has ruled the world for more than a thousand years. The world thinks that the Taoist master is immortal and has a life span as long as the sky. But in fact, Fang Xi knows that even those who cultivate immortals have a corrupt nature.

When the Nascent Soul monk sat down and passed away, none of the Jindan disciples and the temple master below were convinced, and they were unable to choose a new Taoist. The collapse of the Yama Taoist Palace and the advent of troubled times seemed to be understandable?

I wonder what this world was like a thousand years ago? Where did Lord Yama come from?

A distance of a hundred miles is just a blink of an eye for the Danjie monk's escape.

When a few thoughts flashed through Fang Xi's mind, the scenery ahead suddenly changed, and a mountain range full of spirituality appeared. Buildings of various sizes were located between the mountains, extending upward in circles until a tower on the top of the palace.

Huge palace.
Chapter completed!