As Yang Zhen took the final step off the Serpent Road, he clearly felt a ripple in his Spirit Soul, a wave of dizziness washing over him. Startled, he quickly gathered his heart and mind, only to be shocked and dumbfounded the next moment.
As Hua Youyue stepped off the Serpent Road, she let out a low mumble and involuntarily gripped Yang Zhen's arm, her expression filled with surprise as she gazed at the scene before them.
The Despicable Cat and Sao Saint seemed to be in a mad rush, rolling out together and immediately shouting, "Damn! What place is this?"
"A fairy palace!" Sao Saint shouted loudly, startling everyone.
The place they found themselves in was on the edge of a massive cliff. Not far away was a deep gorge, between two mountains where fairy qi swirled, beautiful as a heavenly palace. Various species of birds, the likes of which Yang Zhen had never seen, soared in the sky, their melodious cries echoing occasionally.
