The white cat's fur was as white as snow. It looked like the most exquisite and pure white in the world. It had a rare liveliness and clarity.
However, its shadow was black, a kind of despairing black. It was like the tentacles of a devil that extended from the ground, spreading and covering.
Accompanied by…
It was a curse and despair!
The glint in the cat's eyes was identical to the one in Liang Chuan's eyes. The crimson depths were like boiling lava, suffocating!
If one looked carefully,
From the cat's eyes, Chen Ge could still make out the screams of ghosts and the mountain of bones.
A pair of cat eyes.
The deepest part of hell was also the most terrifying portrait.
That was Purgatory.
That was Asura.
It was the place where all living beings rested in peace and finally went mad.
It was the origin of life.
It was the home of everything!
And that place…
