When Fang Yuan opened his eyes, the scene before him had completely transformed.
The sky was light gold in color, the land was like spring, with green agricultural terraces, there were gentle streams flowing, and low-lying mounds, one could see far and wide in this boundless plains.
This was a serene and peaceful world, forming a great contrast to the blizzard outside.
This was northern plains' greatest utopia — Imperial Court blessed land, it opens every ten years, as a reward to the lord of northern plains.
Fang Yuan looked around and found that he was alone.
Although everyone entered from the same gate, after they stepped through the gate, they were separated and randomly transported to any area of the blessed land.
