What's amazing is that these spider webs have withstood the test of time perfectly even if they are not as tough as ever over the years.
"Time can eliminate everything. Now both traps and killings have dried up." Ling Xiaotu said, then thought about it and said a little nervously: "If she really creates a space above our heads as a breeding factory,
Fortunately, what if...,,,she just made a dimensional rift in the corridor of her home? Leading to some perverted space full of spiders?"
She tried her best to look up, but she couldn't see anything. "We'd better walk faster, maybe there are still things alive above." Ling Xiaotu said.
"Now I would rather believe that it is her personal creativity." Xuanyuan Xuantian said.[
They quickened their pace and continued walking forward. But the corridor was ridiculously long, and the black sky always hung gloomily above them, making people nervous.
Of course, if the owner is able to create space and connect spaces, it is not surprising that the corridors can be a bit long and impersonal.
Ling Xiaotu lowered his head, looked at the diary in his hand, and found that the handwriting on it was vaguely legible.
"It seems a little brighter around here," he said.
"Because we are closer to the underground." Xuanyuan Xuantian said.
"The princess must have provided them with huge amounts of nutrients so that they have not completely dried up after more than three thousand years." Ling Xiaotu said, her voice becoming deeper: "All the secrets are underground."
The corridor continued endlessly, Ling Xiaotu lowered his head to read the diary in the light, knowledge was always the solution to the problem, and this thing might not be fulfilled again in the damn Yin and Yang Sea.
She turned to one of the pages and said:
"Hey, Xuanyuan Xuantian, look here, 'Those great collections discovered fifty years ago have opened a new world in front of me, a mysterious, disorganized, yet extremely wonderful world',,,
,"
Xuanyuan Xuantian grabbed the diary and quickly scanned the elegant handwriting of the ancient dip pen.
The paper is yellow and brittle, but the owner of the diary obviously considered the passage of time when recording and chose extra durable paper and ink.