What, what's going on?
Immortal Huanglong's aged face showed a hint of astonishment as he looked at the rosy glow that had just flown into his body.
Although this Heavenly Dao divine reward was only a third of what he had received for his dealings with the Northern Continent Witch Tribe...
He had clearly done nothing, just arrived, and yet he had already received a reward just for participating?
It wasn't just Immortal Huanglong who was dumbfounded; the seven golden-armored generals behind him, as well as the celestial soldiers in the Pagoda and the various experts in the cabin, all showed shock on their faces.
Wang Shan took two steps to reach the deck, gazing ahead, his Heavenly Immortal consciousness quickly spreading.
Was there really no great battle?
Although their scouts had already reported this, seeing this 'peaceful and tranquil' little world with his own eyes, Wang Shan couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.