In front of the ancient cobblestone road, the intricate ancient land was arranged irregularly, like bubbles in a sunny afternoon, filling the sky.
The reincarnation of the Flame God had already dived in.
His goal was quite simple.
It was either to seek opportunities or to find the heir of the Immortal Palace.
The scenery in Jiang Hui's view was constantly changing. Exquisite medicinal plants were born, emitting a strong fragrance which could be smelled even across several ancient lands. They moved and jumped, just like living beings. They were believed to be the Skyvine that could bring the dead back to life and enhance the Taoist path in ancient years.
There were also undying inheritances that descended to shake the world and divine light soared to the sky.
Furthermore, there were strange creatures with bodies shrouded in ominousness and death holding ancient spears covered with green copper rust, demonstrating their powerful strength by slaughtering many proud beings.