The Primordial Races that have emerged are already spread across the Xuantian Continent; many cities have been washed in blood. Mo Yang remembers clearly that the Xuantian Sacred Land was not far from that fog-shrouded region...
Several hours later, Mo Yang and the Four-Legged Divine Dragon left the Wild Ancient Land.
"Kid, where is this?" The Four-Legged Divine Dragon hovered in mid-air, looking around, only to discover that after leaving the dense forest, they were still in a desolate and uninhabited place.
Chapter 448