The whirlwind swept through.
The river shattered.
Countless shadows and evil spirits spread with the whirlwind...
As if stretching to the extremity of void, the extremity of darkness.
Mu Wanqiu opened her eyes.
One second, she was deep in the snow-laden mountains, and the next, she found herself here, in a stone passageway that seemed ready to collapse at any moment.
All of this, just because she took a step.
Mu Wanqiu came to her senses, quickly surveying her surroundings. This place seemed to seal off spiritual power, making it difficult for her to even summon the [Judge]; she had to rely on her eyes to see.
And it takes time for the eyes to adapt to the darkness.
A few seconds later, Mu Wanqiu finally saw what was before her: a stone wall covered with obscure ancient glyphs. The [door] that led her from the Snow Ridge to this place had disappeared.
She glanced around; to her left and right were also stone walls.
