Dark,
boundless.
In the field of vision, there was naught but floating debris of star bodies and cosmic dust.
Far from the usual space.
It was more like a garbage dump without the constraint of gravity.
"What is... this situation?"
He stared at the scene before his eyes.
The Thunder Envoy, Shi Jian, had his pupils constrict.
He was just over one thousand years old.
Perhaps for mortals,
such an age would allow them to witness all the vicissitudes of life.
But as a genius from the Wuchao Family, Shi Jian had been clothed in silk and fed with jade from birth, never worrying about livelihood.
Over thousands of years,
he had spent almost all his time enhancing his strength and fighting.
Therefore,
compared to the other three,
he truly could be described as young and ignorant.
This time,
it was also his first time leaving the Spiritual Martial World to explore other universes.
At first glance at the strange phenomenon before him, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
