Gu Chen, after touching the dark and deep vortex at the entrance of the Tongtian Treasure Tower, suddenly saw darkness before his eyes. After a tumultuous moment of sky rotating and earth shifting, when his vision restored, he found himself in a quiet room.
At this moment, he sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Not far away, there was a small table with an incense burner on it, and strands of incense smoke were curling up gently.
"Space teleportation?"
Before coming in, Wang Jiuzhi had already briefly described to Gu Chen the situation of the first challenge of the Pure Yang Martial Sect's trial tower, so Gu Chen was relatively calm.
This kind of magical formation, Gu Chen had only heard of it. Since the space teleportation formation existed, it seemed that the storage ring was also real.