A dense spiritual energy lingered in the air. This spiritual energy was about to form into something substantial, which was very inconceivable.
Compared to the Hidden Dragon Continent, the density of the spiritual energy here was really too high. If one could think of a place to compare to it, then it could only be compared to the Netherworld.
However, the Immortal Cooking Realm was definitely not the same as the Netherworld. At least the Immortal Cooking Realm was not as gloomy as the latter.
Up in the sky, the sunlight was just nice. The sky was dark blue, and white clouds slowly floated.
However, compared to the Netherworld, the people of the Immortal Cooking Realm… was not as friendly.
Bu Fang blinked his eyes, then looked at the group of people surrounding them.
