"Are you sure you want to go to the Yang Realm now?"
"Of course," Chen Mu nodded.
What's there to hesitate about? I am a living person, after all. What am I doing staying in the Nether Yin Underworld all the time?
"Since three hundred years ago, when the vital energy of Kangzhou in the Yang Realm started to recover, the world has gradually become chaotic, with constant strife over the past hundred years. Especially in the region where our Qingyang City is located, out of every ten Living Gods, at least five have died in the Yang Realm."
"And knowing that, you still want to go to the Yang Realm?" Lü Liang asked with a curious look on his face.
Kangzhou?
Vital energy recovery?
Five out of ten died in the Yang Realm?
This... Is it that dangerous?!
"Cough, it's not that I can't delay it a little."
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Five days later, eight hundred miles west of Qingyang City, in Feng'an City.