Gu Changqing stood in the middle of a wasteland and casually killed a few mutated space beasts.
He sensed his surroundings.
He was sure that the position he was in now was where he flew out of the river that day. However, at this moment, it was still a wasteland, although there was no fog.
No matter how hard he searched, he could not find that strange river.
At least half a month or more had passed, and Zhang Hu, Huang Di, and the others should be waiting anxiously.
However, now that he was here, Gu Changqing could not find a way to go back.
He couldn't possibly be trapped here for countless epochs.
He thought of the worst-case scenario as he continued to search. However, what made him feel helpless was that this had already happened.
Just like in the fog, no matter where he flew, he would eventually return to a similar scene.
