"Wow~"
The tides surged.
This was a coast one hundred kilometers away from Hejia City.
After leaving Hejia City, Yang Fan had directly transferred to this place.
He quietly sat on a rock, gazing at the endless deep blue, his thoughts drifting away.
"Ying Sang, this place, the son of a councilor becomes a councilor, and the son of a commoner remains a commoner, like a suffocating stagnant water.
"Even their superpower users seem inherently submissive, unlike the spirited superpower users of Great Xia.
"Perhaps this is the extreme form of ossification."
Yang Fan had seen extensive information about Ying Sang from the deceitful wooden carving, gaining a deeper understanding of this place.
As a believer of the Great Xia's saying "Is there a distinction in birth?", he felt this was a very strange country.
On the other hand.
All of this had also led him to many thoughts.
"The Primordial World is a very dangerous place.
