The Seven-Colored Realm

The matter regarding Master Cloud Soul was set aside, and no one mentioned it again. The old man named Pang lamented in his heart for having offended Wang Lin with his words. Recalling Wang Lin's cold remarks, he couldn't help but inhale deeply.

"Don't extend your divine sense too far, or it might attract the attacks of the beasts. Although this is only the outer area, there are rank 12 fog beasts here, so you mustn't fly more than 1,000 feet," Cang Song warned in a deep voice.

Wang Lin observed the seven-colored light in the sky and pondered. This seven-colored light was peculiar, giving off an indescribable sensation. It seemed to encapsulate some unfathomable law change.

"What exactly is this place?" asked Chen Tianjun from the Beast Servant Sect.

"The Seven-Colored Realm. That's what I call it," Cang Song replied, looking ahead slowly.