This is a gray world, the sky is gloomy, and mist swirls around. Lin Feng is trapped in this place.
The whole world seems to be as desolate as a withered land, and time here doesn't seem to flow.
Apart from flowers, grass, and trees, there is no life.
The arrival of Lin Feng seems to have broken the tranquility here.
"Is this the world constructed by the Demon Lotus?" Lin Feng frowned.
Being trapped in such a world now made his expression very grim.
The Demon Lotus devouring these cultivators, could it really want to devour them to restore some Essence Qi?
"Creak..." Beibei awakened from sleep, then jumped out of the Slave Beast Bag, standing on Lin Feng's shoulder, and stretched lazily.
The little guy was still bleary-eyed, and with a wave of its little paw, a Spirit Fruit appeared in its hand, and it started munching on it.
