Bronze Great Hall

This was a vast landmass spanning a thousand li in diameter.

It was clear that this so-called continent had not formed naturally, but bore traces of having been forcibly pieced together by someone.

It had been fused from thousands upon thousands of enormous meteorites.

Many palaces and other structures atop this continent remained relatively well-preserved, and there was even a trace of vitality here.

Trees, flowers, grasses, medicinal herbs, and the like all grew luxuriantly upon it.

Wei Yang and Ah Da slowly descended, their feet touching down upon this land.

The moment they entered, a rich scent of medicinal herbs washed over them.

"Master, it has been several hundred years since I last came here. The medicinal herbs have grown lush again—we can harvest another batch."

Ah Da smiled. "Some herbs that I did not take back then because they had not matured enough have now fully reached the proper age."

As he spoke, he walked to one side and crouched down. Taking out a small jade shovel, he carefully dug up a herb whose leaves seemed to be adorned with seven stars. Smiling, he said, "Seven Star Grass. Judging by its appearance, it must be seven or eight hundred years old."

Wei Yang smiled faintly, clasped his hands behind his back, and strode forward.

Behind him, Ah Da took out a jade box, placed the Seven Star Grass inside, stored it in his Storage Ring, and followed after him.

They headed toward the center of the continent.

Along the way, spiritual grasses and Spiritual Herbs, including rare high-grade medicinal herbs that had all but vanished from the outside world, grew in abundance here. Many of them were several hundred or even over a thousand years old.

Many had even withered away, scattered their seeds, and taken root once