This was a sea of sand!
Endless and vast. The wind swept up dust and sand, painting the world in shades of desolation.
A lone plume of smoke in the great desert, the sun setting over a long river—the scenery was magnificent and majestic!
Jiang Jichen lay panting on a sand dune, gazing up at the profound sky, his heart serene.
He was, in fact, severely injured and should have found a place to recuperate immediately.
But he didn't... He just wanted to lie here quietly for a while!
No one around, not a cloud in the sky. He was alone, quiet, free to think of nothing at all.
'When was the last time I had a moment like this?'
Of course, he knew this was the Third Layer Space of the Exquisite Treasure Tower, and that it was undoubtedly filled with endless dangers.
When he was transported here, a gray Spirit Pattern Tower mark had appeared on his forehead, and a piece of information entered his mind.
