C470 The Entrance to the Withered Pond!(1)

"This place is massive, isn't it?"

Gazing at the endless expanse of colossal buildings, the Salamander felt like an ant that had stumbled into an immense metropolis.

The giant lion spoke with a casual air, "If it were any smaller, my king... Ah, the Black White Roc would have already mapped it out completely!"

The Black White Roc, one of the two sovereigns of the wild elixir spirits