"It feels almost like I've joined a cult, all the buildings are white."
"Can't other colors be seen?"
Xu Feng soared high, overlooking the land, and found every city enveloped in a monotonous blanket of white.
"What a boring world."
Xu Feng made his assessment and then entered the Hongmeng Treasure Space.
As long as he entered the Primordial Region, he could advance, and it didn't matter where he was.
He disliked the world within this Primordial Region and found it boring.
Therefore, he planned to leave immediately after advancing to the Eighth Realm.
In cultivation, there are no years; this world has proliferated for tens of millions of years.
On this day, the whole world suddenly shook, and a massive vortex formed in the Great Grey Dune Sea outside the world, as endless Primordial Qi converged towards the world where Xu Feng was.
Xu Feng walked out from the Secret Realm, his face showing excitement.
"Eighth Realm, time really flies."
