"The Saint's Secret Realm has finally opened!"
Gu Qingyang had always been observing the changes in the Divine Wilderness, peering into everything from a disciple's perspective.
This time, the emergence of the Divine Wilderness's Saint's secret realm was abuzz, truly attracting Cyan Yang Realm's cultivators, not just a few like Zhang Ming.
After all, in the last battle, there were no less than ten thousand Cyan Yang Realm cultivators truly from the Ancient Wilderness.
Among these cultivators, some stayed in the Ancient Wilderness, but the vast majority went to places like the Divine Desolate Central Province.
Now.
With the emergence of the Saint's secret realm in the Divine Wilderness, it naturally caught the attention of many.
As Zhang Ming and others stepped into the Saint's secret realm, Gu Qingyang felt his vision change, and in the next breath, he found himself in another world.
Towering trees.
Beasts prowling.
