A huge spatial vortex emerged above the Golden Monkey Clan’s ancestral land. The inside of the vortex, dark and unpredictable, made many tremble with fear. 

The vortex led to the Dragon Spirit Utopia.

The area around the mountains below was buzzing unusually, and countless members of the Golden Monkey Clan were staring at the spatial vortex with envy and desire.

Only the elites of each clan could enter the Dragon Spirit Utopia. They hoped they could represent their clan and win glory and obtain amazing opportunities.

With Tuntun on his head, Zhou Yuan stood beside Yaoyao on a mountain summit.

“You need to be careful in the Dragon Spirit Utopia. The Sacred Race mustn’t be underestimated.” The...