My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

He furrowed his brows as he looked at the information.

After a short while, Wang Zijia’s figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already somewhere within the Twelfth Ring of this realm.

Floating in the air, Wang Zijia looked down at the ruins below and his eyebrows subconsciously furrowed even deeper.

"Is this... another Timeline World Graveyard?"

Looking at the familiar ruins before him, even though they had changed in appearance due to the pollution,

Wang Zijia was certain that there was no difference between this and the ones he had encountered previously.

Here, a timeline had once been destroyed, and the last remnants of a parallel world had integrated with this place.

Moreover, with a flip of his hand, Wang Zijia let the information shadow flow through his fingers. He blinked to three different locations in succession, all of which were various kinds of ruins.

Without exception, they were all Timeline Graveyards.

’Is it really as I suspected, that when you find one cockroach, there’s already an infestation hidden away!’