Chapitre 1868: Greensprout Wheat

What appeared before Zhang Xuan was a vast world.

The blue sky, dabbled with traces of white clouds, extended far and wide. Greenery flourished from the earth, creating a peaceful scene that went well with the melodious chirping of birds. The spiritual energy in the air was so concentrated that it was on par with the most blessed land back at the Master Teacher Continent.

Not too far away from where Zhang Xuan was standing, there was a farmland filled with wheat.

"Where are we?" Wei Ruyan asked with a confused frown as she slowly walked out from the darkness. She drove her zhenqi carefully for fear that there would be danger lurking in the area.

"It's probably some sort of ancient domain," Zheng Yang replied.