C697 Ten Years

Just how much of a difference would there be in ten years?

Qin Yuan did not know.

At this time, as he stood at the entrance to the Divine Martial Realm, all he could see was desolate desolation.

Ten years ago, when Li Qingzhi and her group had sent him into the Secret Realm, it was still a place filled with verdant greenery and overflowing with Spiritual Qi.

Flying up in the air