The Immortal Realm Is Ahead, Foreign Races Stop Where You Are

"Old Qin, we're reaching the Immortal realm!" Dan Yangzi excitedly moved to the front of the magical artifact. He stretched out his neck and gazed into the distance.

Qin Chuan opened his eyes and calmly walked to Dan Yangzi's side.

In front of them was a massive oval galaxy.

The starlight inside was resplendent and boundless as if it was the most dazzling star in the starry sky.

For a time, Qin Chuan was deeply awed by the scenery of the Immortal realms.

During these eight years, he had seen too many galaxies, but compared to the Immortal Realm, the others were too ordinary.

The magical artifact slowly approached the Immortal realm.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in their ears, making their bodies tremble.

"The Immortal realm is ahead. foreign races stop where you are!"

A pair of huge eyes appeared above them.