Regarding everything happening outside, Xue An was completely unaware.
Because at this moment, he was staring in astonishment at everything before him.
At this time, the arsenal was vastly different from the last time he came.
The once densely packed Command Talisman Armor that filled nearly the entire space had disappeared, replaced by an endless wasteland.
On this wasteland, bones piled like mountains, and remnants of flags and broken swords were everywhere, forming an extremely desolate ancient battlefield.
Xue An walked through it with a stoic expression, crushing many ancient bones underfoot with each step, producing a squeaky sound that made one's teeth ache.
There was no sound of wind, not even a trace of airflow, the entire space was eerily silent.
Soon, Xue An arrived at the center of the battlefield, where a giant skeletal pyramid stood several tens of thousands of feet tall.
The densely piled skull heads had been arranged into a mountain peak resembling a pyramid.
