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The little guy was squatting on his shoulder, his large eyes half-closed as if he were dozing.

Lang Yan stood in front of the light gray screen and looked at the seven-colored gate of light a few meters behind. Between the two, there were all kinds of miscellaneous objects scattered on the ground, including wilted vines, leftover fruits, and stones of all sizes.

Abba said that he himself came here from the seven-colored light gate. Behind it was Abba's hometown, the Savage Land. Abba walked out of the light gate with a body full of wounds, went through the light gray light screen and settled down in the cave.

According to Abba's memories, after coming to this cave for three days and temporarily suppressing his internal injuries, the first time he went out to investigate food and drinking water, he saw an unforgettable phenomenon. In the distance, a pillar of light fell from the sky in a flash, and the surroundings were surrounded by strange colors.

Abba immediately moved towards where the pillar of light fell and found the desolate lake. At the edge of the lake, under a huge rock that blocked the violent gale, Abba saw a baby boy sleeping soundly.

There was nothing else except for the baby, so Abba used his elemental energy to protect the baby and brought him back to the cave.

Because he had first seen it under a rock, Abba had named him Yan'er, hoping that he would be like that huge rock, living and growing up safely in the future.

Abba only called him Yan'er. His surname was Lang Yan's own decision after Abba closed his eyes forever, and it was only because Abba's surname was Lang and he came from Wolf Mountain Tribe …

From the very first day, Abba discovered something odd about this light gray screen.

After he exited the door of light, he walked through the light barrier without any obstruction and entered the stone cave. However, after his father had tried countless times, he couldn't enter the light barrier. He could leave from the inside, but there was no way he could enter the stone cave from the other side …

Lang Yan reached out his hand and pressed it against the light gray curtain of light. He saw that the light curtain of light began to slowly sink in with his strength. However, the deeper it sunk, the stronger the gentle rebound force from the light curtain became.

Abba could not get by. In the following years, he had captured countless different dire beasts for experiments, confirming that this light screen only blocked living creatures, but not dead ones. Behind the curtain of light, those withered vines, fruits, stones, and other things were all thrown away for experience by Lang Yan's naughty little self after he heard Abba say that the curtain of light would not stop the dead.

He clearly remembered that when he was nine years old, the only person his Abba couldn't let go of the most before he died, besides his wife who was just pregnant when he left Wolf Mountain Tribe, was Yan'er, who he had to live alone in the wasteland after he closed his eyes.

At that time, Lang Yan held Abba's hand and vowed that one day, he would pass through this damn light screen and bring Abba back to the Wilderness. He also had to go to the Wolf Mountain Tribe to find his mother to serve her as she grew old.

He slowly retracted the force he exerted and gently caressed the light screen with his hands. Two streams of tears slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes. The tears slowly turned into sparkling specks at the corners of his lips.

Three years later, he still could not pass through this screen of light, but he saw hope of leaving on Little Rascal.

Not long after the little guy was born, Lang Yan picked up the fruit and teased it. After throwing it, he gained a bit of strength. At that time, the fruit was not as nimble as it was now.

Following that, he witnessed how amazing this little thing was. It unexpectedly flashed with a grey shadow and directly passed through the light screen as if it were nothing. After carrying the Desolate Fruit, it leaped back into the cave, causing Lang Yan to be dumbstruck on the spot.

Lang Yan took a deep breath, calmed himself down, turned his head to look at the little guy on his shoulder and softly said: "Let's go, Little San!" It's up to you. " The little guy responded with a chirp and watched as it leapt up and stuck to the light screen in a big zigzag shape. It sniffed around, closed its eyes and then stopped moving.

Three breaths later, a circular wave with a diameter of a few feet slowly emerged on the light gray light screen where the little guy was lying on the ground.

When it opened its eyes, its figure flickered and returned to Lang Yan's shoulder. It proudly placed one hand on its waist, while the other pointed at the circular ripples on the light screen. It turned its head and screeched at Lang Yan.

Lang Yan lightly patted its head, tsk-tsk and praised, "Incredible, Little San! "Stronger than me!" Under Little Rascal's arrogant shouts, he stepped over that circular ripple. Before, the natural moon-like light gray screen was unstoppable as it followed his figure, slowly dissipating behind him.

Within the light screen, he lowered his head and looked at the fruits and other miscellaneous items with a complicated expression. With a wave of his left hand, he put everything into his storage pouch. "Although he is a worthless piece of trash, he is the witness of his life here with Abba …

From a young age, he saw a large seven-colored light door.

For the first time, Lang Yan finally stood before this gate of light that flowed with seven colors. His father's description of the world behind the door spun in his mind like a passing lantern. He forcefully suppressed the agitation in his heart as he turned around to take one last look at the cave outside the curtain of light. He brought the little fellow and turned back towards the gate of light.

"..."

It was a gorgeous world, and everything around him slowed down.

Lang Yan had lost control of his own body. It was as if his entire body had been unconsciously floating in this space of luster glass. However, this was only for a split-second. In the short span of two to three breaths, a flash passed before his eyes, and he appeared in a foreign space that was filled with a sense of familiarity.

He was unfamiliar with this place because he had never been here before and was familiar with it because he had heard his Abba describe this place many times since he was young.

Raising his head, he looked around as the little fellow squeaked. Behind him was the seven-colored gate of light, the same as when he had seen it in the Wasteland; beneath his feet was a stone floor with a circumference of several zhang, and it was also surrounded by walls of stone. At first glance, it resembled the cave at the other end of the gate, but the only difference was that there was a stone wall in front of it, and in front of the stone wall was a pool with faint green waves flowing around it.

Slowly walking to the edge of the pool, Lang Yan squatted down and gently touched a few dark brown marks on the ground. He looked sad, but his eyes were sharp and cold.

He stood up, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then whispered, "Xiao San, let's go!" Leaping up into the air, he and the little guy simultaneously dove into the water, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Underwater was a narrow corridor that only one person could pass through, leading directly into the darkness.

With a thought from Lang Yan, it was as if he was at the bottom of a desolate lake. A strand of Chaos Qi shot out from the source of his sea of consciousness, quickly coursing through his entire body before dispersing into his flesh and bones.

His whole body trembled, and that feeling of being submerged in water reappeared. The resistance in the water was almost negligible, and his body suddenly became much faster. He turned around and looked at the little guy who was closely following him with the beast skin on his waist.

After an unknown period of time, the narrow passageway came to a screeching halt. At the end of the corridor was green, blocked by thick algae and vines.

Lang Yan remembered his Abba's warning, but he didn't hurt these plants; instead, he carefully pushed them away with his hands, and squeezed through the gaps in the plants. These algae vines were too dense, and were nearly ten zhang thick.

Suddenly, he was out of sight, out of sight of the path, out of sight of the algae vines; he was in the water, under a strong current, turning to look behind him, and all he saw was a mountain cliff covered with algae of all kinds, covering an area of dozens of feet, completely devoid of any trace of what he had just emerged from.

He looked down at the pitch-black, bottomless area below him. He looked up and saw a dim glimmer in the distance above his head. With a shake of his arms, he swam upwards at high speed without stopping, creating ripples in the water, scattering countless fish.

It continued to rise for nearly a hundred and fifty feet, and with a swishing sound, the large and small figures broke through the surface of the water and descended, floating and sinking.

Lang Yan first placed the little fellow who accidentally choked on the water onto the top of his head, then quickly looked around his surroundings.

In front of his eyes was a world he had never seen before. Even though he had heard his Abba describe it countless times and imagined it himself countless times, at this moment, he held his breath and looked around at his surroundings with shock.

This was a magnificent river that was as vast as the galloping of tens of thousands of horses. The area in front of him was a cliff that was over a hundred zhang high, and it shot up into the sky.

In the distance, on the other side of the river, he could only make out a faint black line, which he estimated to be at least a few miles wide.

There was no gray sky, no gray fog, no fierce heavenly winds that never stopped whistling; the sky was blue, the sky was golden, the wind was soft, everything was more gorgeous than Ramiel's world in his dreams.

He was lying on his back, floating on the surface of the river, drifting downstream along the current. The little guy had already jumped up to his chest, excitedly scratching his ears and cheeks, constantly squeaking. Lang Yan relaxed his whole body and looked at the blue sky above his head with a satisfied look in his eyes. He let the gentle breeze on the surface of the river drift past him, feeling extremely relaxed.

The Essence of Primal Chaos in his Sea of Consciousness rotated by itself, slowly and steadily absorbing the surrounding Sky and Earth aura. "Lang Yan's mind probed into the source, and after fusing with a sliver of primal chaos energy, he began to carefully examine the energy form of this strange world.

He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in this world was a chaotic state where all kinds of elemental energy were intertwined together. There were elemental energies and natural elements, but there were no atoms. All the energy intertwined with each other and formed this so-called spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

A thought flashed through Lang Yan's mind. His Abba had started to teach him martial arts, and now he suddenly realized, "No wonder after absorbing spiritual energy through the breathing technique, the impurities would have to be extracted and purified to obtain pure elemental energy before they could be transformed into elemental energy." Those so-called impurities were the natural elements of each element! The Savage Land is different from the Dreamscape. Only one's elemental energy and physique can't contain elemental energy. Therefore, one must first eliminate all natural elements in order to make full use of the remaining elemental energy. "

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt enlightened.