Similar to the desolate plains in front of the black iron gate, this new black meadow is also quiet and lonely.
There isn't a trace of vitality.
Moreover, in this meadow, the Talismans are consumed at a fast rate. In just about ten minutes, the Cloud Climbing Charm and the Armor Horse Charm that were originally able to burn for half an hour have already turned to ash.
Zheng Qing lands amidst the grassland.
The black weeds here are lush and soft in texture; stepping on them feels like stepping onto a thick carpet, involuntarily bringing a sense of pleasure to one's heart.
If it weren't for their annoying color.
The young cost student, clutching the Charm Gun, looks around warily. While quickening his pace, he mutters to himself — previously, the Yellow-clothed Man had told him that on this new journey, he would see all sorts of things that he could take at will, and whatever he took could be brought back to the real world.
