The eyes of Hong Lian revealed a trace of longing.
Although her Northern Origin Cultivation Realm had Deity of Transformation True Venerable,
according to ancient records, the Central State Cultivation World was vast and rich in resources, boasting many Fifth Rank Spirit Veins, prosperous and thriving, a genuine Cultivation Holy Land!
"Central State Cultivation World."
Lu Changsheng chuckled lightly, not particularly yearning for the Central State.
Gold nest, silver nest, it's not as good as my own small nest.
At home with wife and children and a hot stove, comfortably, why go to such places.
Unless the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm really came to an end and needed to relocate, would he consider it.
...
A month later.
"Boom boom boom—"
Fierce whirlwinds, tsunamis connecting to the sky.
In the depths of the Great Dream Marsh, giant waves crashing skyward, a hundred-foot whirlpool vortex devoured everything, unleashing terrifying power.
