"It's gone?"
Zhang Jing turned his head to look at his shoulder, his eyes slightly stunned.
The sound of Long Shanshan's unfinished words echoed faintly in his ears.
He was silent for a moment.
He looked straight at the old man across from him, who was but a faint outline, and calmly said, "I want to see the records about the Mysterious Yellow World in the Secret Realm of the Dao Treasury."
"You do have the authority to view some information related to the Mysterious Yellow World."
The old man said with a smile.
"Wait, how much luck movement do I need?"
A rare hint of anxiety leaked from Zhang Jing's voice.
On his way here, Senior Brother Feng Wuyu had mentioned something about the so-called 'Mysterious Yellow World', which was the world he was currently in.
After crossing over to this world for so long.
Naturally, Zhang Jing yearned to understand more about the Mysterious Yellow World.
Not like now, completely in the dark.
