After coming out from the Five Extremes Land, Yang Zhen almost thought he had traveled through time once again.
The entire world was filled with a desolate aura, similar to the crispness of autumn, that cold and icy feeling made everyone uncomfortably shiver.
Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er stood beside Yang Zhen while Nine Dragons obsequiously lingered by the side of the Phoenix Feather Empress, showing none of the demeanor of a powerful being, but rather resembling an obsequious lackey.
Jian Mo and Dao Mo approached Yang Zhen with a playful look on their faces and said, "What's the matter, finding it hard to adapt to the changes in the world all of a sudden?"
Yang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and replied, "What have I got to adapt to? Do either of you know what I'm thinking about right now?"
"Thinking about what?" Jian Mo asked curiously.
