Kapitel 1823: The Son of the Saint Realm

Soon, Long Da found a place to rest.

Rather than calling it an island, it would be better to call it a continent.

On this island, there were all kinds of things. There were also many mountains. The only thing was that there was no city here. All the local residents were scattered on the island.

It was like a primitive tribe, but these residents did not cultivate.

Although they didn't cultivate, these residents were easily hundreds or thousands of years old. Although it was somewhat unbelievable, thinking about the immortal spiritual energy here, even if they didn't cultivate, they could still live for hundreds of years.

Li Lingtian arrived at the resting place Long Da had found and nodded in satisfaction after taking a look at it.  

Then, he used an array formation to envelop this place.