The Night Fog Sea surged, amidst the fierce gusts of wind that could scatter consciousness spiritual light, the golden wooden ship pierced through the thick clouds, diving towards the earth.
"The ground, like an abyss." Qi Daozhen stood at the bow, looking down, seeing that the dark surface below had cities like fireflies dotted around it.
In general, ninety percent of the area was in absolute darkness, without a glimmer of light, extremely desolate, lifeless, with the unknown and ink-black becoming eternal.
Qi Daozhen took out the silver spot conch and used it to send a message: "Senior Brother Xie, where are you?"
He came to the ground with a definite goal.
"I am in Fangwai Pure Land, there is indeed a stunning Immortal Seed here, you can come, it's not far from you." A young man responded at once using the silver spot conch.
