Riding on a giant tortoise and shuttle through the void.

A whole month later, a vast territory appeared in the void ahead.

This is a magical land.

Below is the endless land with towering mountains, vast rivers and vigor.

In the air, countless floating islands and lands are floating.

It is scattered around the vast land like a meteorite belt.

Flocks of huge birds are flying happily around these floating islands.

As the giant tortoise passed through the floating island, a group of white cranes circled and cried around the giant tortoise, as if they were saying hello to everyone.

"So fat, I'll grab it and bake it. It should be delicious, right?"

Manman looked up at the group of white cranes, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Burn the piano and cook the crane! This is really like burning the piano and cooking the crane!"

Ji Hao turned his head and glanced at Manman, and he didn't know what to think in his heart.

"Feel this land. This... is our root, the birthplace of our human race."

Si Wenming looked at this fertile land deeply, and the expression in his eyes became more and more firm, "This...is our land!"

“Feeling?”

Just after entering the range of Middle Earth, Qing Ming, Ji Hao and others all vaguely experienced some inductions.

It seemed like... a wanderer who left home returned to his hometown.

A thick and gentle aura lingers between the heaven and earth, lingers between the mind, as if there is a resonance from the bloodline that sounds in my heart.

An inexplicable emotion surged into my heart, making me burst into tears.

"Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply."

Ji Hao took a deep breath, and a poem from a poet from a later generation emerged in his heart.

This sentence is inexplicably appropriate.

Qingming's feelings are different.

It seems that it has turned into a seed, buried deep in the earth. Under the nourishment of the fertile earth, it continues to take root and sprout, bathes in the sun, rain and dew, thrive, and grows vigorously.

In the end...it becomes a towering tree.

"Mr. Muhuang, this is..."

Qingming was suddenly shocked, could it be... this is the experience of Lord Muhuang?

"This is you! Pangu's authentic bloodline and Pangu's authentic power have allowed you to communicate with this land. For Pangumu Continent, aren't you... a seed it spreads?"

The Wood Emperor chuckled and replied.

"Pangumu Continent?"

Qingming didn't understand this new word.

"When Pangu was creating the world, he was attacked by countless Chaos Demon Gods. Even if he killed all the Chaos Demon Gods, he ended up losing too much power. This world fell before it was fully developed and perfected."

The Wood Emperor sighed and continued, "The Pangu world, Middle Earth and Four Wilderness should have been integrated into one. Now, the Four Wilderness and Middle Earth do not merge, but are separated in the void."

"The integration of the five directions is the real Pangumu Continent. Middle Earth, because Pangu fell, has some characteristics of Pangumu Continent. It is normal for you to have this sensing."

"I see."

Qingming nodded and understood.

No wonder I didn’t feel this way when I was in the Southern Wilderness, but I felt this way when I arrived in the Middle Earth. It turned out that... this is where Pangu fell and the origin of the three Pangu tribes.

This is the place of roots!

"Yes, it seems that you all gained."

Si Wenming turned his head to look at Ji Hao, Qing Ming, and Heng Luo, and nodded with a smile.

These three little guys, for the first time when they set foot on Middle Earth, can all have a sense of the origin of the earth, and they are all very qualified.

Hengluo is a wood beauty, and is born from the essence of heaven and earth. It is normal for her to have induction. Ji Hao and Qingming seem to have deeper sensations with the Middle Earth and earth, which is amazing.

As for Manman... Si Wenming said that she could ignore it.

Let Manman sense the earth... she should fall asleep, right?

"Uncle Wenming, where... is it?"

As the giant turtle continues to penetrate into the Middle Earth, in the distant sky, a huge mountain range stretches across the heaven and earth.

The towering peaks tower into the clouds, and the continuous mountains seem to be an extremely huge dragon, winding and crawling on the vast land.

What is shocking is that the mountain range is red all over. Even though it is still very far apart, you can still feel the surging fighting spirit that soars into the sky on the mountain range.

It seemed like...there was endless war burning there. It seemed...the blood-red mountains were made up of the blood of countless people.

"There's there!"

Si Wenming looked up at the red mountains in the distance and took a deep breath, "It's Akasaka! There... it's the front line to protect the human race and protect this land."

Turning back, Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao and Qing Ming with a serious face, "Middle Earth was originally a happy land. However, now it has been in full swing. Behind the Akasaka Mountains, the more vast fertile soil has fallen into the hands of aliens."

"The alien race has a constant desire to destroy me. The Akasaka Mountains have been fighting bloody battles all year round. At this moment, there are still countless human heroes fighting with the alien races in the Akasaka Mountains, protecting this land with their passion."

(In an explanation, Akasaka is an authentic ancient Chinese place name, please do not link it to Japanese slaves.)

"Uncle Wenming, we want to go to Akasaka too, and we also want to go to the front line."

Qingming raised his hand and shouted passionately.

"No way?"

Ji Hao was stunned at this. What is this guy...what is he doing? Could he be such an impulsive and passionate boy?

After contacting him for a while, Ji Hao knew very well that this guy who had shared the stolen goods with him was definitely a treacherous person who would not get up early without profit. He would not be fooled by others and would be overwhelmed.

"Good kid! Good kid!"

Si Wenming nodded with relief. What a good boy! For the sake of the human race, he sacrificed his head, sheds his blood, and fought bravely.

"It's just... you are still young and have a great future. There is no need to go to the battlefield now. Settle down in the rear first. Work hard to practice and improve your cultivation!"

These little guys, Heng Luo, who has the highest realm, have just become a great witch. Moreover, their qualifications are not bad, so there is no need to be put on the battlefield to be soldiers.

Yes, on the Akasaka front line, the practitioners in the Little Witch Realm are ordinary soldiers.

"No! I'm going to Akasaka Frontline!"

Qing Ming looked firm, "Uncle Wenming, the battlefield is the most training place. Between life and death, under the huge pressure, strength growth is the fastest."

"Die quickly!"

Ji Hao secretly complained in his heart, and was very puzzled by Qing Ming's inexplicable behavior.

"this……"

Si Wenming pondered for a while and nodded, "Let's do this, I will go to the front line of Akasaka when I go back to Puyang, and after I have met Emperor Shun of the Human Resources, I will also go to the Akasaka Front. At that time, you will be my personal soldiers!"

This is the best solution that Si Wenming came up with to protect them.

After going to the battlefield, Si Wenming also had to fight in the formation.

However, becoming Si Wenming's personal soldier is at least more likely to survive than ordinary cannon fodder.
Chapter completed!