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A space of more than 100 square meters, surrounded by a wall of colorful light that was so beautiful that people wanted to get close to it. There were 100 dead people sitting in the space, and a half-dead tree. All of this seemed so strange.
Zhao Hai stood quietly in the air and slowly put away the staff. However, the crystallization on his body had not been removed. He was afraid that there was some danger, but after a while, he did not sense any danger, so he removed the crystallization on his hand.
There was still no danger, so Zhao Hai was relieved. He slowly removed the crystallization on his body and looked around. It was a very ordinary space. In this space, other than the tree, the other places were occupied by the 100 people. But other than these things, there was nothing else.