No one knew how long they had spent in this void. It felt as though countless ages had passed, yet it also seemed they had only hurried through a few days. The chaotic power of the laws had nearly robbed everyone of all sense of space—and even time.
Eventually, they landed in a mountain forest where everything had withered. The fallen leaves on the ground had long since rotted away. A footstep—or even the faintest breath—was enough to turn them to ash and scatter them into the air.
Here, they felt only a pervasive, all-consuming decay. Everywhere they looked was withered yellow, without the slightest trace of life.
The power of the earth laws here was no longer chaotic, which came as a small relief to the Seven Star Guards. As for the eleven puppet battle warriors, their expressions seemed no different from usual. Yet Lu Xiaotian sensed that the power of the earth laws was not absent; it had merely been suppressed by some sinister deathly aura. Within that sinister aura, he could faintly sense a wisp of weak vitality.
By now, Lu Xiaotian could more or less guess why every tree here had completely withered. The power of the earth laws had been suppressed, leaving it unable to nurture new life.
Even as Lu Xiaotian walked here, wisps of deathly aura kept seeping into his body.
The other puppet battle warriors and the Seven Star Guards also sensed the unusual aura.
"Stop! Where are you taking that Huayan?" The Seven Star Guards were not much weaker than the eleven puppet battle warriors present. As soon as they set foot on this desolate land, they blocked the puppets' path and demanded an explanation.
"Why are you taking this Huayan with you? Do you have some ulterior motive?" One burly