One year later.
Yellow Sea.
The crowd at YS Airport swarmed like a tapestry of humanity, known as the magic capital of Huaxia and its largest city, it was also the most modernized international metropolis in Huaxia.
At the airport exit, a young man with an aura of cleanliness walked out of the main door casually. He was dressed in a black T-shirt and a pair of decent jeans, slung with a small backpack on his shoulder and wearing a pair of small sunglasses.
He took off his sunglasses, looked up at the azure sky, and a curve formed at the corner of his mouth, "A year of seclusion and cultivation, coming out feels like entering another world. I hope this trip to the Yellow Sea will be fruitful.
Great concealment lies within the city. If I can find a satisfying Dragon Vein in the Yellow Sea, dwelling in such an international metropolis wouldn't be too bad."
The young man was none other than Pang Feng, who had been in seclusion for a year.
