Primordial.
Only the cultivation technique created by Chang'sheng could contain all things, allowing these naturally conflicting Dao Laws to fuse together.
The next day.
The blazing sun rose.
Spilling its light over the now barren land.
And just outside the multiple shielding arrays—
Liu Ziru took out the special voice transmission jade pendant that Chang'sheng had given him.
"Senior Lu, there's news about the Heart of Space."
Just as the words left his mouth—
The formation suddenly faded away.
Liu Ziru and his teacher stared at the scene before them.
Both were a little stunned.
What the hell is this?
Just a little over ten days ago, when they came here, it was all lush trees, towering mountains, flowing rivers and cascading waterfalls—a scene straight out of a fairytale.
So peaceful, so serene, unbelievably quiet.
But now?
Looking around.
In Liu Ziru and teacher's eyes, it was just a wasteland!
Both the ancient groves that stretched for miles—
