A sensation of vertigo swept over him.
Yang Yuan felt as if he had traveled through ti and space.
When the dizziness faded, he found himself in an endless sea of flowers.
This flower sea was shrouded in mist everywhere, but with his vision, he could easily see through most of the mist and observe even a million miles away.
This was due to his ’Extre Vision’ ability.
As for the other Celestial-level creatures, they might be fortunate to see thousands of miles away.
Ignoring eyesight, his Divine Thought could only cover a range of thousands of miles.
Here, Divine Thought was trendously suppressed.
Yang Yuan glanced around, his Divine Thought swept across, and occasionally he could spot a Celestial-level creature flying from afar.
But after those Celestial-level creatures noticed him, they did not approach to greet him, their eyes even faintly flashed with a hint of hostility.
It was the hostility of rivals.
Evidently, they regarded him as a competitor. This dungeon seed not to be designed for team play but for single-player, although it allowed multiple entries simultaneously.
However, those Celestial-level creatures were clearly overthinking it, as he was here not to tackle the dungeon, but to dismantle it.
Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, Yang Yuan decided to explore the dungeon first.
He soared into the air, transforming into a stream of light, heading in one direction.
Having flown several million miles at once, he was surprised to find that the flower sea indeed seed boundless.
’From the outside, it appeared as rely a misty area spanning hundreds of miles, unexpectedly it is so vast inside.’
But it made sense, such Celestial-level dungeons were places for Celestial-level creatures to undertake tasks. If it wasn’t large enough, how could it challenge Celestial-level creatures?
The stream of light flickered and vanished.
Where Yang Yuan passed, there was nothing but more flower sea.
And those flowers, bizarrely diverse, were truly a myriad of blooms vying for attention.
It was said to be bizarre because those flowers could move, and when Celestial-level creatures passed by, flower vines would suddenly shoot out, attempting to entangle them.
Although the success rate was low, these dangers could not be ignored.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a vine shot towards him.
Yang Yuan’s expression did not change, he casually grasped the vine and fiercely yanked it.
"Ah!"
A cry of agony rang out, a flower he could not recognize was pulled towards him, its roots severed.
The next mont, light red blood with a fragrant aura flowed out.
Yang Yuan sensed it carefully and discovered that this blood contained potent active energy.
This could be considered a precious elixir for creatures below Celestial-level, capable of rapidly enhancing strength.
However, for Celestial-level creatures, it was of no effect.
Since he had no need to cultivate any juniors and had acquired far superior treasures, Yang Yuan had no regard for such things.
Casually discarding the flower he had crushed, he continued flying forward.
Along the way, though he encountered nurous Celestial-level creatures, he felt no threat, nor the sense of being watched.
’Perhaps this so-called Flower Goddess doesn’t actually exist but is rely a dungeon chanism?’
Thinking of this, Yang Yuan relaxed.
As long as there wasn’t a real Demon God here, he could proceed fearlessly without worrying about being hunted down after dismantling the dungeon.
Imdiately, he stopped, releasing his Divine Thought and began analyzing the dungeon.
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