It was not until after a few breaths that it became stable.

Everywhere you look, there is desolation.

There are huge rocks everywhere and the ground is dry and yellow.

Covered with gravel and sand.

It is completely different from the Gumeng grassland in the first thousand-layer space.

There is no life here at all.

The land is dead and dry.

Zong Shen looked around and frowned subconsciously.

This place doesn't seem like a space where any living creatures exist.

No clues were found.

It is very likely to be a dead place.

His eyes darkened.

It seemed as if he had thought of some possibility.

The thousand layers of space in the Tower of Ascension are refreshed every tens of millions of years.

Can nurture vitality. But here, it is obviously not normal.

It seemed as if something strange had absorbed all the vitality.

It was a bit like the scene where the Chaos Immortal Vine in the wind and sand purgatory was draining a piece of space dry.

In short, this kind of place either breeds rare treasures or extremely powerful weapons.

The Tower of Ascension is too ancient and too mysterious.

It is not ruled out that some spiritual treasures or dying beasts use this place as a safe haven to recuperate.

He stood there, thinking for a moment.

I just randomly chose a direction and walked in.

The rules and restrictions here are a little greater than those in the Gumeng Prairie.

Fortunately, Zong Shen's body also improved significantly as he climbed the stairs.

Today, he is still able to maintain a brisk pace.

Moving quickly across this wasteland.

It is comparable to the strongest horse in the world.

After several hours, Zong Shen stopped.

His frown deepened.