Ma Lin took advantage of the teleportation portals to return to the Blue Star many times when he could.
Indeed, Blue Star had become more and more beautiful.
Everyone's research into the extraordinary power was deepening step by step, and various new applications were being invented.
The varieties of magic plants and magical creatures had become even richer. The wildlife in the wild continued to mutate, turning into species with magic power.
Whether in the city or in the countryside, a walk around always left one feeling great.
The more he looked at Blue Star, the happier he felt, and the more he looked at the Ozzie Continent, the more he felt its poverty, oppression, and danger.
The demon race's territory had always been like this.
Life on Blue Star was very good for everyone; why would anyone absolutely have to suffer on the Ozzie Continent? He sometimes pondered this question.
