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The world before his eyes darkened.
When his vision returned, Zhang Jing found himself standing on a grassland. The terrain around him was flat, and he could see to the very ends of it.
"Is this the interior space of the God-Demon Tower?"
He looked around at the region under his feet—about three hundred miles in radius—and thought with surprise.
This was completely different from what he had anticipated.
That's right—
Zhang Jing seemed to suddenly remember something and began checking his person. Fortunately, the Virtual Immortal Robe was still there, as was the Five-Color Cloud Flag.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
This meant that the God-Demon Tower did not prohibit bringing in external items.
With these two treasures, Zhang Jing had enough confidence to pass through the third layer and obtain the citizenship of an upper dweller.
Even if he couldn't do it this time, he could still wait until the next time the Virtual Immortal Robe was fully refined.
