Long Chen entered a strange world. It was a world of fantasy that was thrumming with life. From the sky, Long Chen looked down on the rolling hills. This place looked a bit familiar.

He could vaguely see mountain ranges, rivers, and terrain that looked similar to some parts of the Central Plains. However, here, everything was on a much larger scale, so large that it couldn’t be described.

“Could this be…?”

The Martial Heaven Continent’s gentle voice rang out. “Yes, this is the most primitive appearance of the Martial Heaven Continent. Back then, countless cultivators were born every day, and there were thousands and thousands of people who ascended every year, reaching the higher realm. The laws of heaven...