Five days later.
Fire Mountain Range!
With the Eight-star War Saint Yan Wei by his side, Qin Feiyang entered the central region effortlessly.
Upon entering the central region, Yan Wei's expression also turned serious.
After advancing some distance, he turned to Qin Feiyang and asked, "Do you need to stop and prepare?"
"No need."
Qin Feiyang shook his head.
But the next moment, his brow slightly furrowed, and he looked ahead.
Suddenly.
He felt as if something ahead was calling to him, giving him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"How can this be?"
He murmured to himself.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Wei looked at him suspiciously.
"It's nothing."
Qin Feiyang waved his hand, dismissing it as an illusion.
The two continued forward.
However, Yan Wei noticeably slowed down, his expression full of vigilance.
Meanwhile, the confusion on Qin Feiyang's face grew stronger.
With each step deeper, the inexplicable familiar feeling not only did not dissipate but grew even stronger!
