At first glance, a shiver from the depths of the soul swept through.
Clearly, there were no piles of skeletons, no clusters of bones, no crashing seas of blood—only a dense blackness, smooth and viscous as ink.
Yet fear remained fear.
It was as if, in ancient times, one had stepped into an endless night and could never return.
The entire valley came to a halt; even the brilliant crimson sea of other shore flowers dimmed into insignificance.
The rounded darkness loomed before him, consuming the entirety of Yin Weiyin's vision.
Fear surged forth, piercing the skin, invading the depths of his Heart Lake.
And it was at that very moment,
across the Heart Lake, an unseen, mustard-seed-like ignorance erupted in brilliance!
It was the agony of the Longevity Bridge collapsing, the deepest fear Yin Weiyin had ever experienced.
The ignorance stood tall like a godly statue, devouring all fear that came crashing in!
