The other side.
As a familiar sensation of temporal and spatial shift brought a slight dizziness, Aster Grant and several beastbonds found themselves in an entirely different world.
The sky here was an oppressive dark red, the earth desolate.
The air was thick with the scent of blood and demonic qi.
Returning to this world once more, Aster felt something new.
With keen perception, he detected something different from the last time.
He bent down, grasping a handful of earth mixed with dark red sand in his hand.
He sensed it carefully.
"Indeed different..." Aster felt a chill in his heart.
This place was definitely not a typical sanctum or ectospace.
The spatial barriers and laws of a sanctum are usually rather weak and simple.
But here, the stability of space and the perfection and complexity of the laws were nearly on par with Azurea!
This also meant...
It was a complete, independent, rule-perfect small world!
