After a slight dizziness, the blurry vision started to clear up, revealing a desolate wasteland that had clearly been ravaged by artillery fire.
Lin Feng looked down, the ground underfoot was charred black, and metal fragments were scattered all around, with the faint scent of gunpowder lingering in the air.
Behind Lin Feng was the brightly shimmering Space Gate.
The central region of the Space Gate had air so thick it was almost solid, with a Spiritual Power concentration thousands of times higher than the outside.
This was the perfect place for cultivation, but unfortunately, the Spiritual Power here was difficult to absorb due to the intensity of energy fluctuations and the extreme instability of space.
If anyone launched an attack here, it would likely lead to the appearance of space fissures, or even cause the entire space to collapse.
Of course, it would most likely swallow the culprit into space turbulence before collapsing.
