He didn't specify his purpose.
But upon hearing these words, Wu Jiang Saint's eyes lit up. Was this not the escape he was looking for?
"Senior Brother Jiang calls for me; I naturally have time."
Wu Jiang Saint bowed in response.
Seeing this, Sage Li no longer said much and directly rode the Immortal Crane ahead, instructing Wu Jiang Saint to follow behind.
In no time, they had arrived at the Fifth Saint Son Peak of the Immortal Ascension Sect.
As soon as he stepped into the range of the Fifth Saint Son Peak, Wu Jiang Saint couldn't help but sigh silently—the spiritual energy here was at least twice as dense as that at his Ninth Saint Son Peak.
The Holy Land occupied numerous Spirit Vein, and along with the ranking of the Saint Peaks, the density of spiritual energy varied.
To have a better cultivation environment, one needed enough strength and worth; in the Holy Land, it was the size of one's fist that made sense.
