Resource Crisis

Zhao Feng let out a breath and retracted the soul-searching technique a while later. He looked toward the earth with a different gaze from before.

He now understood a lot more from the memories of the bird. It was simply the lowest Yao bird in the Ancient Dream Realm and only had a tiny bit of intelligence. The Yao bird only lived within a thousand-mile radius of here. The places further from that were extremely dangerous, and it didn’t dare to enter them.

There were indeed some powerful races in the Ancient Dream Realm. The bird had indeed met humanoid races two or three times, but their auras suppressed the bird from extremely far away and made it unable to breathe. Zhao Feng was able to feel how terrifying these races were just from the memories.

“The Ancient Dream Realm is not simple. I need to be careful,” Zhao Feng took a deep breath.