Zhao Hai looked at the desert in front of him. It was a dead land. It was deathly silent compared to any other desert he had seen before. There was only the sound of the wind. There was no sound.
Zhao Hai closed his eyes and muttered, " "Shapi, can you feel it? There are a lot of very chaotic forces here, and these forces are very strong. If I'm not wrong, this must have been a battlefield before, a battlefield between the soul world and the destroyers. It may have been a place with green trees and dense pedestrians, but now it's just a desert, a dead desert, and this is a desert formed after birth. The reason why plants can't survive here is that there are so many chaotic forces here. The power here is too chaotic."
