This was an extremely desolate place. Although abundant with spirit energy, it was incredibly bleak.
The entire Guiding Land was covered with wild grass, even crowded with trees. Chu Mo had to clear these weeds to barely see the ancient stone slabs beneath his feet. Mysterious inscriptions, now somewhat blurred, were engraved on the surface of the stones.
Chu Mo was somewhat speechless, thinking, "Although there are many places like Guiding Land in every realm of the Spirit Realm, this one is particularly desolate."
Had the entire Spirit Realm completely abandoned these places?
When he thought about it, it seemed quite possible. After all, for many years, nobody from the Mortal Realm had ascended here.
"Let's go, find a safe place for Foundation Establishment." Chu Mo glanced at the rooster and arbitrarily chose a direction to move forward.
