C1389 Psionic Cactus

"Ancestor, why did you bring us here?"

Shen Yu held onto Han Chen's arm, lively like an elf, as she surveyed their surroundings while asking in a puzzled manner.

At Han Chen's place, Zhongli Yanchang's face was similarly filled with confusion.

This was a valley with hundreds of flowers blooming. The abundant spirit energy of the heaven and earth lingered within the valley