Xu Xuan rose to his feet and opened the grand doors of the Bronze Palace.
"Wonderful Human Realm!" Xu Xuan took a deep breath.
The time spent in cultivation was too lengthy; cultivating on the Moon was something unimaginable in a past life.
It was a fantastic adventure, and there were more sights to see on the path of cultivation.
Xu Xuan took out the Yin God Seal, and with a thought, a Yin Wind suddenly arose.
Streams of black qi surged out of the seal, touching down on the ground and transforming into ranks of powerful soldiers.
With green faces and sharp fangs, eyes red like flames.
The ghost deities spread out silently in all directions to search, to the misfortune of the demonic beasts in the area, which were annihilated without a trace left behind.
The three thousand ghost deities expanded further out.
Xu Xuan realized something; the demonic beasts of this world had grown far stronger than before.
