Whoosh!
Above the firmament, Qin Yang rode the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword towards France.
The Japanese have been dealt with; what's left are those werewolves. Once these werewolves are all eliminated, perhaps it's time to consider the issue of Penglai Immortal Island.
Qin Yang's gaze was deep as he glanced in the direction of the East Sea.
Qin Yang did not know which plane Penglai Immortal Island was connected to, but it should also be a cultivation plane. Hopefully, it won't be discovered by the cultivators from that plane.
After all, in the face of those cultivators, the mortals on Earth only have a share of being slaughtered.
An hour later, Qin Yang entered the borders of France and headed straight towards the city of Bordeaux.
On one side of the Garonne River, deep within a ten-thousand-hectare vineyard, there is a grove of phoenix trees, and in the middle of the grove stands an ancient manor.
