"The Undying Holy Land?" The eyes of Yang Zhen widened, startled he blurted out, "This is the home of the Undying Clan?"
He looked around, observing the fairy-like forests and mountains, abundant water, and thriving life, it was rich in Heaven and Earth True Essence, as if it had gathered all True Essence of the entire Northern Island together.
Such a place was the sacred land of the Undying Clan?
Yang Zhen was simply unable to connect this place with the silent ruins of the Undying Clan he had seen, the difference was just too huge.
At this moment, another upheaval occurred. It seemed as if the entire world was veiled in a layer of black fog. Boundless thunder filled the skies and the destructive power of the worldly will buffetted against his face and caused all living things in the forest to shiver uncontrollably.
The extremely beautiful woman wore a pale face as she watched the descending black fog in mid-air with a look of confusion.
