The Changes in the Bone Wings, Han Yue (continued)

The spatial ship turned into a streak of silver light, plunged straight into the silver ring, and vanished completely.

This was a vast, verdant plain, carpeted with lush grass and wildflowers. A breeze swept past, stirring wave upon wave of green.

At the center of the plain lay a gravel plaza paved with bluestone, measuring several dozen zhang across.

Numerous mysterious runic seals were inscribed on the ground at the plaza's center. Their intersecting lines glowed faintly silver, giving off barely perceptible spatial fluctuations.

The plaza was quite still. Occasionally, a few birds swept overhead, leaving behind several crisp cries.

Suddenly, a fierce wind sprang up out of nowhere. A silver ring quietly appeared at the center of the plaza, rapidly expanding from a small circle to roughly a zhang across.

Immediately afterward, the silhouette of a ship shot out of the ring. It rapidly shrank in midair, and seven figures dropped out of it.

As the seven landed steadily, the silver ring slowly dissipated, and the deafening clamor of the plaza suddenly poured into their ears.

"As expected of the Central Plains..."

Looking at the vast plaza before him, stretching dozens of li across, and the endless streams of people around it, Qin Chen's eyes shone with anticipation.

Apart from Heavenly Flame Venerable, who remained composed, the women wore much the same expressions as Qin Chen.

Clearly, they were also filled with anticipation for this legendary land of the Central Plains.

"Whew..."

Qin Chen drew a deep breath. A great rush of air entered his nose, carrying the dense Dou Qi drifting through the world into his body.

He could clearly feel that the natural energy flowing into him was far denser than that of the Northwestern Continent.

"Even the Dou Qi in the air is this dense. No