Back then, the only fate upon landing was starving to death, nothing but bare bark in sight. There was no other way.
Similar to him in those days, countless ants were crawling across the Wilderness, innumerable, unable to be counted.
It's just that he had a stroke of luck and managed to survive.
Sometimes, Yu Ziqing even wondered if perhaps too many people died in the same way back then, causing their resentful spirits to gather upon him, forcibly carving a path of survival where there was none.
Whenever he thought of this, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but do something for those hungry ghosts.
Back in those days, he starved to death, and Yang became a Beast Creation sheep, the source of it all.
It was that day, the Great Sun rose above the Wilderness, like two suns in the sky, containing infinite power, brilliance and destruction coexisting.
Yang could bear it, acting calmly, only using the Silence Divine Spell to track and deduce in reverse.
