"Pop~"
Accompanied by a faint, crisp sound, Yu Yuan had already extracted himself from the slippery and narrow slit in time and space.
The ancient and vicarious aura assaulted his senses, along with a subtle, hardly noticeable ferocity.
He could sense a thick spiritual energy, more abundant than that of the Immortal Islands and Divine Mountains in the East Sea, almost condensing into liquid form.
Yu Yuan looked out and saw a magnificent and vast world spread before him.
Flood dragons leapt skywards, and the White Tiger crouched on a mountain summit.
Golden eagles cracked the sky, and butterflies flapped their wings, breaking the void.
…
The place where he stood was the peak of a verdant mountain, surrounded by endlessly rolling hills.
Clouds gathered around the waist of the mountains like a sea, with some peaks dazzling in splendor, covered in spiritual vines and lush trees.
This era seemed promising!
