"Was Senior Sister Lin exaggerating the dangers within the world realm?" A youthful young man garbed in white robes wadded through a rain of dark-grey ash, protected by a thin film of astral force. When the dark-grey ash touched his astral ward, a faint sizzling sound of burning emanated from it. Fortunately, the ward was sufficient to protect him from the strange material.
Lin Ming had randomly arrived just like the others in a new environment. It was surrounded by an uncountable number of volcanoes that extended into the distance with a perpetual falling of burning ash. The sky was completely dark, without a faint ray of sunshine invading it. It seemed there was a congregation of numerous thick clouds up above, covering horizon to horizon, so as far as the eye could see.
