All around was a barren wasteland, the air thick with the scent of decay.
The wind howled, carrying with it faint, ghostly whispers like the sighs of the damned. An endless gray desolation shrouded the earth and sky alike, swallowing the horizon in gloomy clouds that made it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.
Liu Yangqiu hovered gracefully in midair, his black robes snapping in the wind as he looked down at Su Yining and Zhang Jingyun with a cold sneer. "Still hoping to escape into the Myriad Souls Cave? Keep dreaming!"
Chapter 228