The bizarre alien races appeared from all over the broken world.
As they strode forward, gazing at this land that had inexplicably disappeared for millions of years and then reappeared, emotions such as cruelty, madness, bloodlust, and hatred were revealed in their eyes.
The villagers of the four villages—earth, wind, water, and fire—stood guard in all directions under the leadership of their village chiefs.
At this moment, Han Zhan, who had been in a daze, finally came to his senses.
He moved his gaze away from the Luo Book in his hand, deciding not to look at it for now.
Just a glance had caused his entire spiritual power to be sucked into it, constantly spinning and stirring, almost causing him to faint.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, cutting off that part of the spiritual power's connection, barely escaping from the Luo Book.
First, resolve the current crisis; the matter of the Luo Book can be dealt with later, Han Zhan thought to himself as he glanced around.
