The ground beneath their feet was nothing but scorched earth, with no patch of land intact.
No plants, no animals, nothing at all, only silence and desolation filled the air.
Even a cultivator devoid of emotions would feel a shiver and a sense of sorrow at the sight of this barren and terrifying place.
"How should I search?" Qin An pondered for a moment, then started moving in a direction without further ado.
Since there was no direction, he would search everywhere, surely he would find something unusual.
He flew in the sky, overlooking the earth and the distant mountains.
All he saw was dead silence, a world aged by destruction.
Vaguely visible, this place should have been once filled with high-rise buildings, bustling crowds, animals, and lush plants, but now there is nothing, just endless ruins.
The more Qin An looked, the heavier his heart grew, until he arrived at a place where he finally stopped mid-air.
