The Small Tower was fully fortified.
Magic Arrays, Talismans, and guards were all in place.
Then came the furnishings.
The first floor had a kitchen, a dining room, and a common lounge.
The second floor was divided into several Private Rooms, each serving as a separate cultivation room for one person.
Yang Xiaobing spread soil across the backyard—
She had made a special trip into Ten Days to find top-quality Spirit Soil and Spirit Seeds, then planted all kinds of powerful Spirit Plants.
Zhang Pengcheng was in a foul mood and had gone straight back to Ten Days to cultivate.
Lu Yiyi was in Seclusion.
Lu Feiming had also returned to the primordial era to fight the Ancient God.
Xu Yuan was guarding the Small Tower for now.
Everything seemed to be in order.
But everyone carried a weight in their heart.
After all, the entire world no longer had a future.
"What are you thinking about?"
Yang Xiaobing returned to the living room, handed Xu Yuan a glass of water, and asked quietly.
Xu Yuan took a sip before answering.
"I was thinking..."
"If a team reaches the bronze rank in Ten Days, will they appear on these steps?"
"Oh! That's worth spreading around. We should get everyone to raise their team's rank as much as possible!" Yang Xiaobing said.
Xu Yuan looked at her reddened eyes, patted her shoulder, and said, "Everyone's alive in Ten Days. If you miss your family, go back and see them."
"Okay."
Suddenly—
The sound of water slapping against a shore came from outside.
The two of them flew out at once.
A huge vortex had appeared in the black water beyond the bronze staircase.
A low, drawn-out hiss rose from deep within it.
Boundless darkness surrounded them.
Only the vortex remained.
And