"Is this the main world?"
As Chen Yu's feet touched the ground, his gaze swept around.
The light here was dim, surrounded by gray walls, forming a confined space.
Nearby were numerous beings, with the Demon Race on the left and the Human Race on the right.
These beings varied in strength, but generally, the stronger ones prevailed, emanating the imposing aura of kings, making one cautious and reserved.
Chen Yu focused on observing the Condensed Star Kings present, and found that everyone's aura was oddly solid and profound, their power formidable, beyond the reach of ordinary kings of the Great Yu Realm.
He also noticed that the surrounding walls blocked spiritual sense, indicating this place was indeed significant.
"Elder Yi, you've finally returned."
A troop of Human Race members nearby approached a middle-aged man in a red robe, one of whom, an elderly man in a black robe with a bald head, spoke with a smile: "The clan leader instructed us to await your return here."
