Urgent King Rong Nianbing: Please Turn On Your Microphone to Communicate! Ten Thousand Words

Now, Qian Chaoguang named it New Continent Number One.

With the appearance of the stabilized Space Passage, the group appeared on New Continent Number One.

The place where they descended seemed to be atop an extremely high mountain peak, with snow still lying on the ground.

Judging by the temperature, this place was at least six or seven thousand meters up, and its elevation was not low.

Looking down from the high mountain, all they saw was a lush primeval forest, like a replica of the Star Dou Great Forest.

As they listened to the faint beast roars drifting over, a primitive, savage aura rushed toward them.

Such a peculiar geographical environment was probably something only Douluo Continent could produce.

For a moment, everyone found it rather novel.

After all, apart from the Sacred Monarch, everyone in this group had been born in a safe era where humans had already occupied a certain dominant position.

As for the Skeletons, Zombies, and Wailing Banshees from Saint Magic Continent, that went without saying even more.

The human civilization over there was simply the ultimate brute, suppressing the other races so hard they could not even catch their breath.

Even the Dragon Clan and Evil Eye clan, who threw their weight around on Douluo Continent, could only obediently kneel down and serve as humanity's dogs—this was still after the Demon Race descended.

Only the unreasonable Demon Race had taken advantage like a dirty opportunist when the Saint Magic Human Race had been beaten by Electrolux to the verge of extinction, and only then had they been able to seize the chance to stand above them.

If the Demon Race had descended even a little earlier, whether it was Electrolux's Undead Army or the clergy of the Radiant Church, they probably could have beaten