The skies above were heavy with dark clouds, the ground below strewn with chaotic rock formations.
As far as the eye could see in every direction, the hundreds of miles of intricate and complex geological transformations were simply indescribable.
This was partly due to the mysterious howl that had crumbled the cliffside, and on the other hand, was due to the surrounding mountaintops having been hollowed out.
Spider-web-like mines were everywhere, amplifying the intensity of the collapse.
At this time, Wei Cheng was wandering alone amongst the jumbled stones, a hoe in one hand, and a miner's basket on his back.
It was left over from the previous level, and while he did not consider it cumbersome, most people discarded it. But he treasured it, carrying it at all times.
Finding ore was not easy, at least by walking from Floating Cloud City, he had not heard of anyone finding any.
