Xuanhuan: I Gain Three Thousand Years of Cultivation from the Start!

“Senior Brother, shouldn't we head back?”

Looking at the gloomy black forest around them, Zhang Wuchen couldn't help trembling.

“Junior Brother Wuchen, if you're scared, go back first.” Fang Changtian smiled faintly and continued onward.

“Senior Brother!”

Watching Fang Changtian's figure disappear into the mist, Zhang Wuchen looked back at the boundless black forest, where wisps of fog drifted through the air.

“Senior Brother, wait for me!” He hurried after him nervously.

This was the forbidden ground behind the Xuan Yun Sect. Anyone who entered without permission would die.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.