Above the endless grayish-white fog, Klein's figure appeared in the ancient palace.
He only looked around briefly, and he realized that there were a few changes.
The most obvious point was that the state of the mysterious space and its layout had been fully projected into his Spirit Body. Even at a great distance, he could still see the grayish-white clouds and that strange door of light.
Apart from the palace that I conjured and the door of light that originally existed, there's nothing here. It's empty, boundless, and full of power of a high level… As he murmured, he sat down, raised his right hand, and gently lifted it up.
In the blink of an eye, the entire gray fog boiled. The mysterious space it carried quaked as beams of slightly dark light emitted.
