The instant they passed through the spatial barrier, Li Qingshan and Chu Yingluo both froze slightly.
The world before them was utterly different from the eleven layers of the Heavenly Ruins they had passed through!
There was no shattered sky here, nor any fallen stars.
The heavens were clear as if washed clean, vast and boundless.
Nine brilliant stars hung high in the sky, each radiating starlight of a different color, bathing the entire twelfth layer in shimmering splendor.
Majestic divine mountains rose from the earth, and ancient trees towered into the sky.
Immortal rivers flowed between the mountains, spiritual light flickering in their waters. From time to time, ancient immortal beasts long extinct in the outside world leaped out.
Incomparably dense immortal spiritual energy formed seven-colored auspicious clouds that drifted through the air.
In the distance, there was even a stretch of immortal herb fields spanning hundreds of millions of miles. Countless immortal herbs and divine medicines breathed in the essence of the sun and moon, radiating tremendous vitality.
This place was actually like an entirely intact blessed grotto-heaven!
What astonished Li Qingshan most was that there was not a trace of strange black mist in the twelfth layer!
"How strange!"
Little Tower's eyes widened as he said, "After the Heavenly Ruins' great calamity, all thirty-three layers were corroded by strange divine power. How could the twelfth layer have remained so intact?"
"It isn't that black mist never appeared here!"
Li Qingshan's eyes flashed.
He could clearly sense extremely faint traces of strange divine power lingering between heaven and earth.
However, it seemed that something was constantly refining and purifying that strange divine power, preventing it from gathering into black mist here.
The sensation coming from the Chaos Gourd grew increasingly intense.
The Scarlet-Gold Gourd it had locked onto