At this moment, there is still an hour and a half until noon.
Azure Feather Holy Land
After Zhao Quan left, Yang Zhifeng felt uneasy.
He sat inside the ancestral hall, his peripheral vision constantly observing the rows of soul lamps.
Judging by the time, Zhao Quan and his companion should have arrived at the Yuelai Inn. After waiting for a long time, the soul lamp showed no change whatsoever, which meant that the two of them were safe and sound.
After a long while, his heart gradually relaxed.
He picked up a pot of tea and drank it all in one gulp.
Just then, a cacophony of footsteps sounded outside the door.
He realized something was wrong, and suddenly stood up. Suddenly, the world before him changed; he found himself in a boundless desert.
As the yellow sands of the desert rise, a full moon hangs in the sky.
It was quite spectacular.
Where am I?
Yang Zhifeng's expression suddenly changed.
This was the first time in his century-long life that he had lost his composure.
Looking down, he saw that his feet were soft, stepping on yellow sand. His previous table and chairs had disappeared, and he was all alone.
"What exactly happened?"
He couldn't help but panic.
After a moment, he calmed down and his mind gradually settled. He looked around and took a deep breath. The smell of yellow sand and dryness made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Even the smell has changed..."
At this point, he finally panicked.
At first, he thought it was just a smokescreen, nothing more than a scare tactic. But when he noticed the change in atmosphere, he suddenly realized that things were not so simple.
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