Wind and clouds transform unpredictably, the situation changes in the blink of an eye.
The sound of battle drums, the call of horns, have already started to echo. From afar, waves of Divine Power have clashed, stirring up earth-shattering tides.
Within the Eternal Pure Land, under the shroud of eternal aura, otherwise this clash of Divine Power would have long caused chaos, turning into primordial chaos.
No one has set foot here previously; there are countless treasures. Chu Yuan is like a never-satisfied glutton, devouring and taking even the flowers and grass wherever he sweeps through.
Do not underestimate these flowers and grasses; they are eternal, some seemingly inconspicuous things may actually be dust-covered pearls, incredibly precious.
With Chu Yuan's indiscriminate devouring, upon a quick inspection, he has found some exceedingly rare items.
However, this is not the time for sorting, but a race against time.
