After he obtained enough nutrients, everything in his farm was rapidly upgraded, and all kinds of spiritual herbs were rapidly reproducing.
This added increasing vitality to Lin Sen's farm space as if it was a world.
In addition, the area of his farm space had more than doubled, occupying almost three-quarters of the entire system space.
"What is this?" Lin Sen looked at the cloud of fog in the middle of the system space in surprise.
It was circular and surrounded by a gray mist. One could vaguely see the phantom of a huge palace standing in it.
In the hazy mist, Lin Sen could not see anything. He tried to probe the mist with his mind, but when his will touched it, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. It was instantly annihilated without any ripples.
This made Lin Sen frown slightly. He muttered, "This fog seems to be the aura of something. But what is it?"