Li Fan stood in the void, observing the Liuli Island that had been anchored for nine years.
At this moment, Liuli Island was far less prosperous than what Li Fan had seen in his previous life.
The population was less than a third of what it would be in ten years, and naturally, there wasn't a vibrant bloom of life as in the later years.
At the edges of the island, traces of a past devastating Wind Disaster could still be vaguely seen, and smiles were rarely seen on the faces of mortals.
The Liuli Island at this moment hadn't fully recovered from the massive Wind Disaster five years ago.
"If [Real] could recharge faster, maybe I would have a chance to see it with my own eyes." Li Fan quietly pondered in his heart.
When he was still a mortal, Li Fan was deeply aware of the terrifying power of Heaven and Earth after hearing about the destructive force of the Wind Disaster, which had wiped out two-thirds of the Liuli Island.
