Nantian Fengyu wrinkled her nose in disgust. "The air quality here is terrible," she said. "It's much worse than any mortal realm I've seen."
Zhang Yu frowned. "Strange, there's no spiritual energy here. Technically, any star should possess the ability to generate it. Yet, this Earth doesn't even have a trace."
She scanned the entire world with her spiritual sense but found nothing out of the ordinary. She wondered how such a barren world could create a heaven-defying figure like Yun Lintian.
Meanwhile, Long Qingxuan and Yun Yi weren't particularly interested in understanding the world. They just wanted to see Yun Lintian's hometown.
Yun Lintian took a deep breath to compose himself. He glanced at China, and his figure instantly appeared above Hangzhou City.
The city hadn't changed much since his departure. It was still bustling with activity.
Long Qingxuan, rarely one to ask questions, inquired, "Is this your hometown?"
