The cold wind whistled outside the window, and heavy snow pressed down on the branches. In the vast sea of clouds, mountains towered tens of thousands of feet high. On the horizon, the Eagle Immortal Palace floated majestically, like a graceful and martial Golden-Winged Roc.
At that moment, Hong Yuan had finally arrived in the Eagle Immortal Blessed Land after a long absence.
Eagle Immortal Blessed Land... Hong Yuan remained silent.
With a thought, he stepped into the Eagle Immortal Palace.
