In the distance, the outline of a forest was faintly visible.
Underfoot stretched lush grass, undulating along with the terrain. A gentle breeze swept across, stirring up waves of green.
The air here carried the scent of grass, exceptionally fresh, instantly invigorating.
Mu Qingge took a deep breath and sighed inwardly: 'Is this the world of the Trial Space?'
Footsteps approached from behind.
Mu Qingge turned around and saw Jiang Li's figure.
"I saw someone standing here from afar, and guessed it must be you," Jiang Li said with a smile as she came up to Mu Qingge.
A hint of doubt flashed in Mu Qingge's clear eyes. "We entered one after the other, how are we so far apart?"
Jiang Li seemed unperturbed, saying, "It's quite normal. During the space distortion, the position might shift."
