Su Ping had seen many sights.
Never mind anything else-the sight of the Sun's surface alone was something many people would probably never even dare imagine in their lifetimes, let alone see.
So he could be considered well-traveled and knowledgeable.
Yet when the plane landed and he stepped out, he still could not help feeling moved and awed by the endless yellow sands gleaming snowy white beneath the moonlight, as though he stood on the surface of the moon.
This desert was a forbidden zone for human habitation.
It was very difficult for humans to survive on this land.
And there were also quite a few invading enemies.
It was on this very land that his grandfather had fought bitter battles and earned considerable merit. It was also here that he had entered that bizarre world and ultimately lost his life.
Even if this place was not intimately bound to Su Ping and the Su Family, its influence on them had been profound.
So, setting foot on this land for the first time, Su Ping still felt a great deal.
The Sacred Dragon Legend beside him had clearly long since grown accustomed to all this. He looked at the man waiting below the plane.
The Wolf Sage still looked the same.
His gray-white hair was tied into an odd wolf-tail at the back of his head, lending this stern-looking old man a distinctive charm that was difficult to describe.
His eyes differed from those of ordinary humans, holding an indescribable cold gleam.
He resembled a Wolf King venturing out to hunt at night.
But when this Wolf King saw the figure above him, he still took the initiative to speak.
"Brother Xuan."
"Old Wolf!"
The two had known each other for a very long time.
There was no need for