It was dark and pitch black, with mist drifting in and out.
When Leon Chen opened his eyes, he thought he had arrived at Cangjie Plain, but soon he realized that the surrounding area was empty and filled with nothingness.
He lowered his head and glanced at his palm. His fingers were long and slender, showing a strange paleness.
The sleeves covering the wrists were like a thick layer of dark mist, puffing up and down unsteadily, and the robe lost its substance.
Several Bifang souls with bright red eyes surrounded Leon Chen. Within their condensed shadow-like bodies, there were chains composed of small talismans, and the ends of the chains were embedded in the lines of the clothes.
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