The black fog that spread over the horizon was like an endless expanse of black sea, and Xiang Nuan was like an island that was placed at the center of the ocean. By carrying all the sin, his body assimilated with the shell of the Past, and he was unable to separate itself from it anymore. His consciousness started to fade, and Xiang Nuan's eyes focused on the giant whale that swam around him. The sin and curses that were far beyond his limit of acceptance consumed his body. The giant shell that was now part of Xiang Nuan was sinking into the world of the black fog. His skin was starting to turn into the same color of the ground of the world around him.