The mind subtly shifted, and the divine sense attempted to penetrate the scenes recorded before the eyes.
This time, there was no longer any protective force to block it, as if one was truly traveling through the starry sky. Li Buren quickly locked onto the location of the Xuanhuang Realm.
"There are no Immortal Dao Ten Clans."
"There is no Mystic Sky Sect."
"Desolate God, Reincarnation, Divine Tree. These are the ancient times that still exist in the Immortal World. There are no signs of the Great Calamity revealing itself, and the Cultivators Sect can still maintain contact with the Immortal World."
In the span of fifty years, Li Buren could not meticulously observe everything that happened on the Xuanyuan Land.
He could only focus on certain unusual events.
