"Boom!"
Chen Yuan moved like lightning, followed closely by Fatty Zhu, and the two of them instantly reached the place where the change had occurred.
This small world spanned ten thousand miles, making it more vast than some countries in Central Earth.
In this small world, the tomb was not the most dangerous place; the unknown regions were the real threats.
The families and sects of these prodigies understood this well. During this trip to the Nether Cold Mansion, the elders of each family and sect had given specific instructions: their main tasks were the Heaven Nourishing Grass and the Divine Sword, and other areas should be avoided if possible.
After all, no one could tell how many Star Lords had perished in this place back in the day, and even Saints who left here were rumored to have soon sat down in meditation, never to rise again.
When Chen Yuan and Fatty Zhu arrived, they saw nothing but a flat expanse of yellow earth, barren and devoid of any mountain formations.
