Hidden Dragon Continent, teeming with population.
Qin Yu and dozens of others traveled through the sky, shuttling through the ethereal mists.
Below, wisps of cooking smoke and multiple layers of human figures were visible. Compared to the boundless ocean, the human population of the Hidden Dragon Continent was considerably larger — a single town contained tens of thousands, while a large city reached hundreds of thousands.
"The three great dynasties of the Hidden Dragon Continent, this is the Ming Dynasty," Qin Yu remarked
He took a deep breath, and even amidst the clouds and mist, with his keen spiritual sense, he still picked up the familiar scent of the soil. This was something impossible to breathe in the ocean, the scent of home.
"Big Brother," Hei Yu's bright eyes also turned towards Qin Yu, who couldn't help but smile at Hei Yu gently.
