That faint, candlelight-soft white glow pierced through the spiderweb-dense cracks at the center of the Giant Ice Crystal Gate, appearing utterly out of place in this dark space that rolled with Chaos Ice Breath and was filled with the echoes of absolute silence and collapse—yet it was so… alluring!
Warmth! Vitality! Hope!
Chen Mo’s bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the micro-glow, his chapped lips parting slightly, unable to believe his eyes. In this ghost of a place, there was actually light? And a light that made even one's soul feel a trace of warmth?
Chapter 152