In the flash of lightning, deep in the heart of Shambhala, agony surged, despair rose, and countless scenes emerged from this momentary delirium.
It felt just like being defenseless and falling into a forest surrounded by beasts.
Finally, he felt the hungry gaze cast from the depths of the forest's darkness!
When Ji Jue turned around in horror, he saw a sinister silhouette illuminated in a sudden flash of lightning.
Those crimson eyes burned like raging fire, their malicious, hateful, despairing, and frantic gaze blending into a hungry chaos.
A colossal figure stood in the darkness.
Already shattered and broken.
Beneath the torn flesh, pale bones lay exposed, rotting and broken innards fell through the cracks… no, those weren't innards, but bells that resembled iron casts!
Some were large, some small, some whole, some fragmented.
Saturated with blood color.
