The infant was only a hallucination. This Matrix Path would dig into one's deepest fears…
Upon this godforsaken path, each and every person saw different remnants of their horror-spawned imaginations.
The scene before their eyes seemed to transform. Some of the weaker practitioners experienced more vivid hallucinations. So much so that they could barely tell where they were now.
Laughter, sobs, wails sounded out.
To prevent themselves from making any noise triggered by the sudden surge of emotions, the demon child and the rest shut their eyes.
Anyone who uttered even a single sound all died.
The sounds of stone grinding echoed continuously in the ears of the crowd, sending those who disturbed the evil demons straight to hell.
The smell of blood permeated the air, becoming increasingly intense. Everyone felt like they were submerged in a massive pool of blood. The scent of blood was the only thing they could smell in the air.
