The Immortal Realms

The people in the inn were all in a fervor. Everyone felt an incomparable complexity when they stared at the silhouettes descending from the sky.

"The space tunnel to the outside worlds connected?" The crowd mused.

"Is this world the Royal Sacred Region?" In the air, the expert riding the golden jiao as a mount turned his gaze onto those in the inn. His eyes gleamed with golden light, containing an overwhelming penetrating power while the aura he exuded would involuntarily cause people to feel fear in their hearts.

"It is." A person in the inn trembled as he replied.