Cold.
Dead silence.
Boundless dark red surged and roared outside the barrier of light, resembling millions of imprisoned malevolent souls shrieking. Viscous blood lashed against the feather-thin, cyan-grey protective barrier, emitting dull, squelching thuds. Every impact sent violent ripples through the barrier, the astral patterns shimmering and flickering uncertainly across its surface. Chen Mo lay pressed against the barrier, his cheek resting against the cool, faint shield, clearly feeling the soul-freezing malevolence and greed emanating from the sea of blood below.
Chapter 99