Yu Wentong shifted her gaze downward, only to see that, unbeknownst to her, enormous whirlpools had appeared across the vast waters of the Secret Realm.
These whirlpools, one next to another, silently rotated.
Densely packed, they covered every water surface.
Suddenly, a sinister arm, black and red with five skeletal fingers, quietly rose from one of the whirlpools.
Yu Wentong's pupils slightly contracted; before she could react, she saw a second, third, and fourth...
Above the water's surface, from each whirlpool, a giant black and red arm rose.
Each giant arm had its five fingers spread, pointing directly to the sky.
In the blink of an eye, a forest made entirely of towering black and red giant arms emerged from the ground.
An aura of desolation, antiquity, and eerie wickedness surged forth and spread.
Yu Wentong stared blankly at the scene in front of her, feeling an immense, silent shock welling up from the depths of her heart.
