The Sword Burial Necklace was still absorbing swords relentlessly.
A strange occurrence then took place, which caused An Lin and Lan Xiaoni's expressions to shift dramatically.
"The ground is shrinking?" Lan Xiaoni's eyes widened, and she whipped her tail instinctively to rise higher into the air, thereby taking her further away from the ground.
"This is probably a fake ground…" An Lin's lips twitched.
The ground began to shrink and disappear into the blue hole, as if the whole world were being sucked into the necklace. As for where all of this matter was going, An Lin did not know.
The only thing worthy of celebration was that the deceased swords stabbed into the ground weren't fake.
As the earth shrank, the entire space around them also seemed to be gradually shrinking.
An Lin could even see the murky grey sky quickly sweeping toward them, as if the world was compressing around him in an effort to crush him.
