Ye Qingfeng had no choice but to expand his territory and advance towards Europe. In his heart, the best choice was still Asia. After all, he was reincarnated in Huaxia, and he naturally felt more favorable towards Huaxia people.
But if he didn't have a choice, Ye Qingfeng would just have to head to European territory.
Ye Qingfeng's Flying Sword skimmed over the high skies of European countries.
His Divine Sense unfolded, searching for a place suitable for him.
But ultimately, there were no gains. Ye Qingfeng felt helpless; the requirements for the place he desired were too stringent.
When Ye Qingfeng flew over the Siberian Ice Field, the sky was filled with ice and snow, the ice reaching thousands of feet deep, exceedingly cold.
This place was practically deserted; in other words, it was impossible for anyone to come here. In fact, the place Ye Qingfeng had in mind was tens of thousands of miles away.
