As he listened to Xie Haiyang’s voice transmission and looked at the figures descending from the island within the light sphere, a strange light flashed in Wang Baole’s eyes.
He thought of the land of the fallen star. Compared to this place, the land of the fallen star was even more bizarre. The countless paper figures and the scene of everything in the world turning into paper were the most bizarre scene, it was the strangest thing he had ever seen.
This place... wasn’t as bizarre as the meteorite land. However, in terms of vastness and the level of mystery, it far surpassed the meteorite land. It could be said that from the moment he stepped onto the fated star, the mysteriousness in this place had been pervasive. It had reached its peak, it had reached its peak.