Above is a world of chaotic gray mist, where vibrant streams of light streak across like a starry rain.
Li Hao was stunned by this dazzling scene, these countless streams of light flowed eternally, surprisingly, they were strands of the Tao Origin. If captured and comprehended, they could greatly enhance the speed of understanding the Tao Origin.
He was currently in a towering ancient city, the walls were black, high, and exuded an ancient, heavy feel, standing here as if for millions of years.
Li Hao extended his Divine Sense and discovered the city was vast, but extremely empty within, with many old and uninhabited houses.
The city was extraordinarily quiet, but Li Hao still saw three figures, aside from the previously arrived Chu Tianhuang and Boya Xuejian, there was another stranger, a young man dressed in a peculiar silver robe, appearing extremely noble.
"Hmm?"
