Zhao Feng didn't waste words.
With a wave of his hand.
Above the void, light points converged.
A massive map was directly materialized, not detailed, yet the Four Great Continents were fully displayed before Ying Zheng's eyes.
"It truly deserves to be called the Immortal Realm."
"Even just looking at this map reveals endless vastness."
"Currently, we are situated in the Eastern Continent, but I don't know the extent of our territory." Ying Zheng said, remarking with awe.
"Father."
"This is the territory of Qin in the Eastern Continent today."
Zhao Feng smiled.
A halo flashed, marking a spot on the eastern part of the Eastern Continent.
"It's actually still just such a small piece of land."
"Over ten billion population."
"How many humans are there in this Eastern Continent?" Ying Zheng stared in shock.
