Although he had not encountered any danger for the time being, Lu Ming had a sense of foreboding that he was in big trouble.
The dense black mist emitted an ominous smell, as if it had taken Lu Ming back to the past.
In the past, when the tall tower had just appeared in Nanxiang City and the era of the apocalypse had just begun.
"It's a pity about my experiment."
Lu Ming sighed and muttered,
"But it wasn't a big problem."
The experiment of reshaping the divinity had only reached less than 1% progress, and Lu Ming already had a premonition that he could fail at any time—the level of his array formation skill was still not high enough.
It would not be a big deal if it were interrupted.
Under the current situation, Lu Ming was indeed inadequate to the task of continuing with the experiment.
Looking into the distance, through the array formations inside the Boshi Tower, Lu Ming gazed at the outside world.
