A Foreign World

After quickly surveying his surroundings, Yuan found himself in the middle of a wilderness filled with oddly shaped, tall trees unlike any he had ever seen before. The sky was an ominous orange with a hint of red, and not a single cloud marred its expanse.

A unique and unmistakable stench of blood filled the air, reminiscent of the battlefield during his time as the Evil God. However, it was not the scent of human blood but that of beasts.

Beastly howls echoed from every direction. In fact, Yuan could sense tens of thousands of magical beasts in the area. Their strength varied greatly, ranging from the level of Spirit Apprentice to the Divine Realm.

"Brother Yuan… where are we?" Xiao Hua came out of his Dantian and asked, her face filled with curiosity and worry. 

"I have no clue…" Yuan shook his head.