Xingwu Continent was the name of the main continent in this Otherworld.
A vast city was magnificently situated in the south of the Xingwu Continent.
At this moment, in the center of the city, in an enormous palace, a young man was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall. There was an ancient-style tortoiseshell laid in front of him. It was the size of his palm.
He knocked the tortoiseshell slowly and gently. It gave off a clear and loud knocking sound.
Stars were shimmering in his eyes as if there was a universe hidden in them. Suddenly, the stars spun, and the vacant space around him started retreating.
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The next second, the young man abruptly closed his eyes as two lines of blood left a long trail on his cheeks. His black hair turned snow-white in a split second.
It was as if all his vitality had been sucked away.
"What's wrong with you?" A stern and slightly agitated voice rang out in the dark.
