At that moment when the thirteen beams of light shattered!
Yang Luo suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head in a direction, and shouted, "Brothers, hurry up, follow me!"
"Okay!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Yang Luo led everyone swiftly forward.
No one knew how long they had been flying.
Finally, Yang Luo and his group broke through the dense fog.
But the scene before them took them by surprise once again.
What met their eyes were rolling mountains and dense forests.
The vegetation was lush, streams trickled, rivers flowed, ancient trees reached the sky, and thick vines climbed over the trunks and branches.
In the mountains and forests, immortal energy lingered, spiritual energy was abundant, auspicious energy steamed, and the Cloud Sea churned, like a pure land of the Immortal World.
However, apart from some birds and beasts, it was completely deserted.
"Huh?"
