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Feng Xun frowned because he didn't like the way Feng Sang put it.

However, they arrived at the second floor before he could say anything.

Only then did they realize what the Black Robe Ghost King was talking about when he said that each floor was a different world of its own.

The second floor was filled with vibrant green plants.

The ground was covered by grass and meter-high bushes, but the most eye-catching object was a tree.

What a tree.

The trunk of the tree was so thick that ten people would barely get their arms around it. The branches seemed to extend outward forever. Feng Wu estimated that they were nearly a thousand meters long.

The tree was so tall that the top seemed to touch the clouds.

Other than the grass, the brushes, and the trees, there was nothing else.

There were no birds, bugs, or beasts of any kind.