Long Chen had not anticipated that this place would be the complete opposite of his expectations. Instead of the lush and vibrant environment he had imagined, he found himself in a desolate wasteland, where spiritual qi was scarce. Everywhere he looked, he could only see the remnants of crushed ruins.

The buildings had long since collapsed and decayed, while the land was riddled with wounds. As far as the eye could see, he could only see desolation without a trace of vitality.

It felt like a god-forsaken land, a place where birds didn’t defecate and hens didn’t lay eggs. How could this kind of place be the Sage King Prefecture?

However, the crowd in the distance told them that this place was truly...