"Who are you?" Yin Sichen asked vigilantly, knowing that this mysterious figure in black was the key to this test.
"I am the nightmare deep within your heart, the past you refuse to face," the figure in black said slowly, his voice carrying an endless chill as if rising from the nethermost depths of hell. "You cannot escape. You can only face it."
No sooner had the figure finished speaking than the surrounding scene shifted once more. Yin Sichen found himself back in that unforgettable battle, surrounded by his fallen comrades. They lay one by one in pools of blood, their eyes filled with reluctance and despair.
Chapter 113