Light and shadow shifted.
When Qin Xuan opened his eyes again, the scene before him was completely different.
'So this is what it's like inside the Reincarnation Tower?'
Qin Xuan was quite astonished.
As far as the eye could see, the world was vast, seemingly boundless.
The air was filled with a multicolored, poisonous Miasma. Trees were withered and twisted, and the ground was littered with pallid human bones.
"Wooo... wooo..."
Malevolent phantoms, formed from pure toxic gas, let out sharp hisses.
The poisonous Miasma coiled around him like a living creature, seeping in through every opening.
Qin Xuan felt a burning pain on his skin, as if countless tiny Poisonous Insects were burrowing into his pores.
Even more terrifying, wisps of Miasma were trying to invade his sea of consciousness.
Illusions sprang up before his eyes, and the whispers of innumerable Resentful Spirits echoed in his ears, trying to throw his Divine Soul into chaos.
