A huge barrier appeared in his sight.
"Is this the intersection of that road?" Ye Han murmured in his heart.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
At this moment, several sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and three figures flew over.
In the front was a withered old man.
"I'm Ningzhi, nice to meet the leader." The old man said respectfully.
"Mr. Ning, you are too polite."
Ye Han waved his hand.
He knew this person. He was the leader of the Desolate Sky Pavilion, the largest force in the Desolate Territory.
It was he who represented the Wilderness to attend the meeting at Qingyun Sect.
“As soon as we received the news from the alliance leader, we blocked this place, but we haven’t found any trace of Friend Tiedao yet.” Old Ning said with a guilty look on his face.
"No?"
Ye Han's face looked a little ugly.
Before he set out, he sent a message to Ning Lao in order to stop Tie Mo, and now...
"But don't worry, Alliance Leader. It's not easy to open this passage. Maybe Fellow Tiedao hasn't entered yet." Ning Zhi comforted.
"I hope so."
Ye Han nodded, then flew to the entrance of the passage.
It was covered with mysterious runes. These runes were very magical. It was the first time Ye Han had seen them.
"These are wild patterns." Ning Zhi also flew over.
"Wild pattern?"
"Yes, it is said that in ancient times, a powerful race appeared in the continent. They were good at various runes and were natural formation masters. Later generations called them the Wild Runes."
Speaking of this, Ning Zhi's face looked a little melancholy.
"In fact, my Desolate Territory was inherited by the powerful men of the Desolate Clan."
"The Wilderness Clan?"
Ye Han was shocked. This was the first time he had heard of this race.
And there is such an experience in the wilderness?
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