At this moment, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators had already taken their subordinates and flown out of the Ten Thousand Miles of Yellow Sand Formation, heading straight for the third-floor staircase.
Yuan Ming's gaze also shifted away from the Heavenly Sand Gourd, as his Divine Sense spread towards the third layer of the Black Tower, and his eyes widened slightly.
Just as Wan Qi Hong and others successively entered the third layer, they all stopped in their tracks, displaying varied expressions.
The space on the third layer of the Black Tower was almost as spacious as the first and second layers, with not even a Stone Pillar for support, allowing one to see to the very end at a glance.
At the end of everyone's line of sight, there stood a circular stone platform, crafted entirely from white, translucent jade, with a faint glow shimmering across it.
