Behind the Ancient Bronze Hall, there was not just a great hall, but an extensive world.
Yang Zhen floated in midair with a dumbfounded expression, gazing at the endless landscape and murmuring to himself, "Damn, have I stumbled into a Sealed Land?"
This place was definitely underground; Yang Zhen was very clear about that. The explosion of the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land would definitely not send people blasting into the sky, and even less so on the surface—only underground could such a chaotic world appear, complete with an endless abyss.
If this really was a Sealed Land, then it would be quite shocking. After all, what kind of power could completely seal off such a vast and terrifying world, so that even Heaven and Earth could not find it?
Yang Zhen had always heard of Sacred Lands emerging, including the Yaochi Holy Land and the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land that had just appeared before the world when Yang Zhen arrived in the Western Region.
