Chapter 6088

The Holy Mountain was thousands of miles away.

Chen Ping and Mingli flew forward without a clear destination. They were heading for the Temple—but neither of them knew its exact location.

The Fourteenth Heaven was far larger than the Thirteenth. Without precise directions, finding the Temple would be like searching for a needle in a boundless wilderness.

“Mr. Chen, which direction should we go?” Mingli asked.

Chen Ping scanned their surroundings. Forests and valleys stretched endlessly in every direction. Not even a small town was in sight.

“Let’s find someone and ask,” Chen Ping said. “See if there’s a nearby village or market town.”

They were about to move when—