Trial of the Golden Dragon Sect (12)

The colors began morphing until, finally, the vivid surroundings once again appeared.

However, upon seeing the sight, his eyes widened.

Unlike the previous trial area, where he could see the entirety of the surroundings, this one was different.

All he could see were mountains—ones similar in shape to those he had seen when he first arrived in the Murim world.

And yet, there were also some irregularities, such as technological scrap metal scattered all around him.

It was a strange place he found himself in—mountains and trees, likely in a very deep part of some kind of forest.

However, normal logic did not apply to him, so with a flap of his wings, he flew upwards, glancing at the ground below.

Just as he thought, it was indeed massive—he couldn't see where the trees ended. The same went for the mountains—there was no end in sight.

'Is this another one of those real worlds you were talking about?' he questioned the system.