Under the gaze of the crowd, Li Hao once again came to the True Venerate Tower.
Crossing the tower gate, darkness enveloped like a tide. When he opened his eyes again, Li Hao stood on the second level.
The dark pillars stood before him. He was not directly transported to the battlefield.
Li Hao's eyes flickered slightly, with battle thoughts already in his mind. He prepared briefly and then reached out to touch the pillar.
In an instant, the pillar absorbed his body as if it were absorbing water.
The scene in front of him changed. The surrounding darkness danced and faded like paper, and the vast yet desolate world unfolded like a majestic painting, appearing before his eyes. The wind swept in from all directions.
The pillar floated mid-air, towering high. Dark purple light swiftly gathered on the pillar, concentrating at one point, as Li Hao's projection slowly formed.
