This relieved Wang Yang, as they had not left yet.
However, Wang Yang had never been to the Far North Land before. It was his first time seeing the world of ice and snow, contrasting sharply with the yellow soil beneath his feet.
The Three Realms were very strange. Although they were right before his eyes, they seemed like two different worlds. Standing on the land of Jambudvipa, Wang Yang did not feel a hint of cold.
But the cold wind of the Far North Land was enough to make anyone below the Heavenly Immortal unable to endure.
As he stepped out, standing on the snow-covered ground, Wang Yang hid his own aura and slowly walked forward.
"Damn!"
His Divine Sense scouted around the palace and discovered countless corpses piled up like mountains at the foot of Snow Mountain. Each corpse was split open at the chest, their blood staining the nearby snow red.
This incensed Wang Yang, and he couldn't wait to completely annihilate those four Demon Race Sages.
