Endless cold and the persistent sensation of falling.
Bai Yanliang's perception ability had become completely chaotic as Xu Zhifei pulled him into the ocean, into the reflection of the full moon on the sea.
A key?
A door?
Nothing could be seen, the ocean was entirely dark.
Even the hand of Xu Zhifei, which he was clutching tightly, at this moment seemed to turn into stone, devoid of any feeling of flesh and blood.
Bai Yanliang only felt that he was falling... endlessly falling.
And at this moment, Xu Zhifei's face was covered with dense wrinkles; she was rapidly aging.
This woman who could devour 'ghosts', though not entirely human, was also not a ghost.
In the dark and shadowy ocean, Xu Zhifei gazed at Bai Yanliang.
She knew that Bai Yanliang couldn't see her appearance, so she no longer concealed her true gaze.
