[ps: I was too tired yesterday and uploaded the wrong chapter, it has been corrected!]
"Is this the Pegasus Grassland?"
Zhao Yi stood on the Silver Dragon, looking down at the island below, a puzzled expression on his face.
He had imagined the dwelling place of the gods to be resplendent, magnificent palatial structures or a paradise of lush greenery and towering peaks.
Unexpectedly, what appeared before his eyes was a vast pasture.
A real pasture indeed.
From afar, Zhao Yi could see countless horses, cattle, and sheep grazing.
Perhaps due to the lack of predators and an abundance of food, the number of livestock was practically incalculable.
This resulted in a pervasive stench lingering over the Pegasus Grassland.
Even from miles away, Zhao Yi found it hard to keep his eyes open because of the foul odor.
"Aren't those mages in the Magic World suffering from some grave illness?"
Zhao Yi found it all inexplicable.
