Tick-tock!
Tick-tock!
Tick-tock!
Clear hoofbeats echoed through the empty, quiet corridors and alleys.
Six horses radiating dazzling light slowly pulled a bronze chariot forward.
The conflicts within the ancient city seemed not to affect Zhao Yun on the chariot in the least.
No matter how fierce the battles and casualties within the city were, they could not disturb Zhao Yun's state of mind.
This calm was simply because her strength surpassed everyone else present.
This composure was entirely endowed by her strength.
"The destruction of our world is already doomed."
"What are other worlds like?" Zhao Yun did not care how people within the city slaughtered each other, but at this moment she was extremely curious about the situation in other worlds.
Inside the chariot cabin,
Wang Ming absorbed the energy within the golden divine lotus to replenish his currently depleted cultivation realm. Because he was recultivating, he was completely unafraid of others disturbing him when breaking through realms.
"A thousand and one oddities!"
Zhao Yun tilted her head in confusion to glance at Wang Ming, then asked, "What do you mean?"
Wang Ming leaned against the backrest of the chariot, wearing a lazy expression as he said, "There are many worlds, and all kinds of bizarre worlds exist."
"Some worlds are entirely filled with storms, rain, and snow; some worlds are entirely blazing fire and magma; some worlds are entirely fierce ghosts and uncanny phenomena; some worlds are entirely viruses and zombies..."
Zhao Yun was startled and said, "What?"
"Other worlds are so dangerous?"
Wang Ming said, "Even more dangerous than I described."
"For example, the "Storm Riders World", where martial artists are the mainstay, seems to merely be a world with a martial arts cultivation system. Yet, inside, there are actually Demigods who can cross timelines, and even