Shen Zhui was flying low over the Flame Continent, the scenery quickly receding beside him, finally he landed on a desert.
There was no choice, the Flame Continent was incredibly dry, almost half of it was desert. But the desert had one advantage - a wide field of view, it was hard to be ambushed.
"Shen Zhui, the Flame Continent is ridiculously vast." Chanxin said, holding a map, "The boundless Flame Continent, there are hundreds of billions of star miles, even if we use the Godspeed, an average day's flight will only cover billions of star miles. If we rely solely on physical flight, I'm afraid it would take more than a decade."
"In the vast universe, all wonders are possible," Shen Zhui laughed, "The real giant is the Origin Star. Seven years have already passed, and I heard the exploration of the Origin Star is not yet completed."
Without exaggeration, the Flame Continent's size was already comparable to some of the smaller star regions, its scope was outrageous.
