Earth.
Zhang Yuan landed with a solid crash, a considerable weight pressing down on him. Looking up, he saw Xie Jingxin and Ao Zhi piled on top of him again.
Unlike before, however, Xie Jingxin was underneath and Ao Zhi on top this time, and above Ao Zhi was another person: the little Daoist Attendant Ziluo in vermilion and purple robes. It was even heavier than before.
"Divine Dragon, hurry and get up. This poor Daoist's waist is about to snap."
At the very bottom of the pile, Zhang Yuan caught the two different fragrances of Xie Jingxin and Ao Zhi and urged them on.
Ao Zhi snorted and glanced at Ziluo.
Ziluo ranked lowest in strength, Status, and standing. At that look from Ao Zhi, the attendant hurriedly jumped down from the top.
"Urgh..."
Zhang Yuan gave a muffled groan.
Perhaps Ziluo had been too nervous; the attendant used too much force while getting down, adding another shove to his already overburdened waist before relieving the weight. It really did almost snap his waist.
Ignoring Zhang Yuan, Ao Zhi jumped down next, brushed off the dust, and cleansed away the scent of Zhang Yuan that had clung to her.
Xie Jingxin stood up as well.
With all three off him, Zhang Yuan immediately felt light all over, as though a single leap could send him soaring into the sky.
Vitality welled up within his Dao Domain.
Zhang Yuan's nearly broken waist recovered to its original state. He stood firmly on the ground and surveyed the scene before him.
It was a rather flat expanse, with utter darkness overhead and no sun, moon, or stars in sight. The ground consisted entirely of gray soil. At first glance, it resembled the Yin Net Tranquil-Illumination Palace somewhat, yet the resemblance was not