Just as he dashed a hundred zhang forward, the ground suddenly collapsed into a bottomless dark pool. Countless pale arms shot out from the water, dragging him entirely inward.
"This isn't real—this is an illusion domain!" Li Lin snapped back to his senses as he fell.
The pool water looked pitch black, but it was actually swarming with writhing Will-o'-the-wisps. Thousands of Netherworld ghost hands tore at his robes, while sharp, lethal claws lunged straight for his eyes.
Chapter 630