A world of perfect peace.
Distant mountains, rivers on the ground, great birds flying past, grass swaying in the wind. Everything was like the most textbook green hills and clear waters, without the slightest hint of discord.
Lu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked around at the tranquil expanse of emerald grassland.
Not far ahead, an old man in a gray robe was squatting on the ground, gathering something.
Farther away in the forest, a gray rabbit bounced about merrily, lowering its head from time to time to nibble on the tender grass.
"Is this the Eternal Ring?" He was somewhat dazed.
Shaking his head, Lu Sheng looked at the old man with his back to him. He slowly walked over, deliberately kicking into the grass to make a sound.
Hearing the noise, the old man turned around.
"Old... sir... may... I... ask... where... this... is...?" The moment Lu Sheng spoke, he sensed that something was wrong.
"This... place... is... called... Whi... whi... whi..." The old man tried hard to gather his breath and answer. Yet the last word caught in his throat, unable to come out no matter what.
Forget it, you'd better not talk. Speechless, Lu Sheng patted the old man's shoulder and said nothing further.
In that brief span of time, he had already figured out the rules of this world.
Everything else here was normal, except sound was incredibly slow.
Watching the old man speak at such a glacial pace, Lu Sheng decided to wait two minutes and have a little more conversation with the only living person here.
He clearly remembered entering the Eternal Ring at the edge of the Eternal Particles. How had he suddenly arrived in this world? Could this be the Eternal Ring itself?
Doubt filled his heart. He stood where