The teacup in his hand had been poised mid-air for quite a while, already at his lips, yet he kept forgetting to drink. His gaze remained fixated, unwavering, on the scenes transmitted on the screen. In his other hand, he clutched the emergency recall activation switch, but he could never bring himself to use this final safeguard. It was just a little bit more, just a tad... He couldn't help but lean closer, his entire being almost pressing against the screen, watching Huai Shi's last struggle, anticipating the emergence of a miracle.
But at that moment, Huai Shi's movements suddenly froze for an instant, his eyes wide, his outstretched hand rigid in the air. Immediately after, he was completely engulfed by the viscous Sea of Darkness. He vanished without a trace.
Above the towering summit, the slender thread of pure white light rapidly diminished, torn apart by wailing cries.
Hell was consumed by darkness.
