It was covered with endless grey mist. In the grey mist, there were so many lofty mountains. Those mountains seemed to have been burned. Not even a blade of grass could be seen on the ground. Occasionally, Zhang tie could see some bald tree trunks as if they had been standing on the barren mountain ranges for hundreds of millions of years.
This was the scene that Xia Pingan saw in the spirit world of the insect world of the God-killing.
He had already been exploring the spirit world for more than a month.
The spirit world of the insect world of the God-killing was like a barren planet covered in fog.
There was no life on the ground, no people, and no insects. It was desolate.
Of course, in this month, Xia ping 'an did gain something. He had confirmed a few of his previous guesses.
