Logically speaking, Feng Xia almost thought that this novel was going to change from a fantasy cultivation novel to an infinite novel…
After all, just a moment ago, he was still holding Jiao Qingtu's two horns and standing on the dragon's back. It was as if he had transformed into a divine dragon fighter and could summon the Dragon Ascending Sword in the next moment…
Yet, in the next moment, his vision blurred and he arrived at this unfamiliar place.
This was a tall and vast building. At this moment, the passageway he was in was hundreds of feet long and wide. Walking here with his height, it was simply like walking in a canyon forest.
He could not see its beginning, nor could he see its end.
"What the hell, this house would be worth billions in the Imperial Capital…" Feng Xia could not help but mutter. He was still at a loss.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?