Rustle, rustle.
The God of Destruction hid within the void, ancient weariness in His eyes. Neither joyful nor sorrowful, He looked at her calmly.
He seemed like an ancient mural from a two-dimensional spacetime of another dimension, embedded upon wallpaper steeped in the vicissitudes of time, giving off an unnatural sense of reality.
"Th-this!"
Naisela's mind went blank.
She no longer knew what to do. She could not even speak.
It was not as though she had never encountered extraordinary opportunities, entered unimaginable Ancient Secret Realms, or seen all manner of incredible and colorful ancient ruins.
Yet the scene before her, this so-called opportunity, and the level she had come into contact with had completely surpassed the very scope of an opportunity!
Whoosh—
Faint ripples suddenly spread around the God of Destruction, and Naisela's figure vanished with them.
When she regained her senses, she found herself in a special little courtyard.
"This is..."
Rustle, rustle.
Lush green grass covered the ground. Mountains, rivers, and oceans lay in the distance, making the courtyard seem to contain everything.
Yet it was different from the vibrant God of Creation's Yard.
Though its style and decorations were identical, it was far more dilapidated. Darkness and despair permeated the place, along with an ancient, everlasting air faintly shrouded in the aura of death.
"This is the God of Creation's Dimensional Yard? Between layers of time and space..."
Curled up on the ground, Naisela had naturally seen this scene on the forums before. As she looked around from the grass, she finally sensed subtle differences and suddenly came up with an unbelievable thought. "No, this is completely wrong! This is the God of Destruction's Dimensional Yard."
Anyone who could break through to Rank Nine certainly did not lack intelligence!
At crucial moments, her mind was exceptionally