Finally, he's able to leave the master. Shi Hao let out a sigh, and as he turned around, a desolate scene unfolded behind him: the Cosmic Lake had dried up, and the hut had vanished.
On the ground, half of a snow-white skull lay there quietly, unmoving.
Though it was not the first time he had experienced this, Shi Hao still found it strange. Just moments ago, the breeze was gentle, the scent of Longevity Medicine wafting through the air, and grand metallic halls stood majestically on each Divine Mountain.
Yet in the blink of an eye, everything turned to emptiness, only ruins remained. In the ashes, remnants of tiles and broken rafters could vaguely be seen, all metallic in nature, or they wouldn't have survived until now.
Once splendid, shining upon the world, like the blazing sun, but in the end, it all returned to the dust of the tomb.
