"This is..."
As he stepped out of the mist, Ye Qingchen's eyes brightened.
Before him appeared a serene little island. Contrary to his expectations of Immortal Mountain pavilions, the island only had a simple grass hut, covered by a thick layer of dust.
Clearly, it had long been abandoned, and it was unknown how long it had been left deserted.
"I suppose this place must have been a cultivation site for an Earth Immortal!"
Ye Qingchen sighed softly.
"Wait a minute!"
"If this place is an ownerless land, then how am I going to leave? Am I going to be trapped in Ice Crystal Lake for the rest of my life?"
Ye Qingchen's expression suddenly turned a little grim.
He initially thought that upon discovering Little Ying Continent, he would find an Earth Immortal residing there, thus finding a way out. However, discovering that Little Ying Continent had been abandoned for an unknown duration left him dispirited.
"Right!"
