"Phew, after seventeen years away from home, I've finally returned!"
Amidst the vast desert, Zhouyang stood on the flying ship, just outside the range of the snow-covered peaks of the Broken Cloud Mountain Range, looking ahead at the endless yellow sands, feeling an indescribable sense of familiarity.
As the saying goes, "A golden nest and a silver nest are no better than your own doghouse."
No matter how good the Liuyun Continent Cultivation Realm was, he was still an outsider there, always feeling restricted and unable to find satisfaction.
However, in this Boundless Sea of Sand Cultivation Realm, he stood at the very top of the pyramid, where his word was law.
"Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix," has always been Zhouyang's belief.
