The scenery of Dalun Mountain remains the same!
Sitting in the Chariot pulled by the Qilin beast, Zheng Ming looked down at Dalun Mountain, a spark of excitement flashing in his eyes.
Although it had only been a month since he left Dalun Mountain, catching sight of this mountain at this moment evoked a sense of coming home.
"Shidi, how do you feel?" The imposing Yan Zidian walked out from the quiet room within the chariot, smiling as he asked Zheng Ming.
The chariot seemed only about a zhang in size, but in reality, inside the chariot were seven layers of folded spaces, each differing in size, yet the smallest was at least a thousand zhang in diameter.
Since leaving East of the Liuli Heaven, Yan Zidian had been in closed cultivation, striving to quickly break through the realm of the Divine Lord to have a worthy battle with Huang Shulang.
"Feels like coming home!" Zheng Ming felt a sunny disposition within himself, earnestly telling Yan Zidian.
