Tang Zhen carefully observed as he advanced.
It turned out that the structure of this world was extremely simple. There were only two lines, heaven and earth.
They were like two clouds of mist that were clasped together, leaving only a gap in the middle.
It was empty, as if there was nothing else.
The great Dao was the simplest, and it was the same when chaos first appeared. However, it was clearly a different state here.
Each had their own rules and could not be mixed up.
Yet, in a place like this, there was actually a great medicine for alchemy. This made even the godkings extremely tempted.
At this moment, there was a ten thousand feet large Whirlpool in front of Tang Zhen. It was like a tornado that was continuously spinning.
In the center of the vortex, there was a strange thing floating. It looked like an ordinary weed.
In such a place, how could there be ordinary weeds?
