Outside, the daylight was glaring.
The "sunlight" without temperature poured down, penetrating nothing, merely futilely covering everything, draping a layer of dead, dreary gauze over all scenery.
Once upon a time, such overwhelming light was enough to expose every corner, dazzling and clamorous.
Yet at this moment, Feng Mu, standing at the exit of the building doorway, "saw" the entire world stubbornly shrouded in boundless black night.
At home, confined, although he could "see" that eerie blackness permeating everywhere inside, the limited space and cluttered surroundings made the visual impact less intense, more like an unsettling background hue.
However, once stepping out of the doorway, standing on the relatively open street, gazing ahead.
The view suddenly opened up, then instantly filled with unimaginable sights, brutally cramming into his mind, almost splitting his nerves.
