The pillar of light gradually disappeared, and Yang Yuan's vision spread out once more.
This time, he found himself standing in a vast desert.
The scorching air hit him in the face, and the sand howled in the fierce wind, kicking up clouds of dust.
"Yellow Sand Gobi? No, this still seems like an illusionary scene."
Yang Yuan surveyed the surroundings, spotting a dilapidated castle in the distance, standing in the center of the desert.
A strong urge in his heart told him that if he wanted to continue the trial, he must go to that castle.
"It's a bit like the Shashi Fortress of before, but here it seems more like a relic."
Without hesitation, he stepped forward toward the castle.
Suddenly, a powerful pressure emanated from within the castle, as if a deity was hidden there.
'A real Celestial-level, perhaps?'
His expression unchanged, he continued to stride forward.
As he approached the castle, suddenly, a figure leaped into the air from the castle's gate.
