Prosperous Populations
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This must be a place of immense fortune to have produced so many proud sons of heaven.
Because of its fame, many cultivators were drawn here.
The human headquarters even instructed the Northern Stellar Realm to relocate a large number of life planets to this place.
In a flash, Braydon Neal entered the blue planet.
Stepping out, he flew toward the northern desert—the place that held his memories of youth.
Now, as far as the eye could see, the ground of the northern desert was green.
Green grass stretched endlessly, with countless cows and sheep dotting the grasslands.
No one was permitted to fly here; all had to walk.
This had once been the headquarters of the Northern Army.
The original leaders had built and maintained this place for decades.
It was the birthplace of the Northern Army, carrying a distinct chill.
Who would dare act rashly here?