In front of the Royal Capital.
The city wall towered, stretching across like a dragon.
Jiang Ning glanced at the city wall ahead, then turned and left.
Just before the Martial Saint left, he had asked him to come by for a visit, which he had not forgotten.
The next moment.
Like a fleeting shadow, he crossed mountains and rivers, arriving instantly at the peak of a mountain that stood like a Divine Sword.
Looking up, he could sense the entrance to the Grotto Heaven high above.
That entrance presented itself clearly to his eyes.
He was confident that if he wished, without anyone's permission, he could break into this Cave Heaven Blessed Land.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he instantly thought of the Martial Saint.
Given his current ability to achieve such a feat, there was no doubt the Martial Saint could do even more.
As for the Martial Saint's prowess, it had once been beyond his understanding due to his own weakness.
