Not far behind him was a depression that was over 1,000 feet wide. It was completely barren, and it was clear that it wasn't natural.
Han Li's expression changed, but he first released his spiritual sense and quickly searched everything within 20 to 30 kilometers. He did not find any traces of other cultivators. Only then did he look at the ground with relief and slowly walked over.
Standing at the edge of the depression, Han Li carefully sized it up and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.
This wasn't a depression at all, but rather an extremely neat circular pit.
The pit was covered in grey dust, and it was unknown how deep it was. It was impossible to see anything clearly.
Han Li stared at the huge pit for a while and muttered to himself.
A short moment later, he formed an incantation gesture with his hands and raised his hand, summoning a typhoon over 100 feet tall in front of him.
