Wan Mo Yuan.

The sky was dark, the clouds were hazy, the wind was howling, and the ghostly air was eerie.

The whole land was mottled and dilapidated, and the buildings and trees everywhere were also broken and weird, lingering with a depressing atmosphere.

However, in this mysterious and dilapidated weird place, there was a golden Peng bird perched, and its cold and sharp vertical pupils were like two golden suns, observing the four directions.

If any demonized beast approached this area, the golden Peng bird would spread its wings in the air, spreading a terrifying power that covered the …