In the spiritual realm, gray fog filled the air. In the cold sky, specks of light from spiritual bodies flickered like lonely stars.
Those ferocious and ugly horseshoe crabs were occupying the ground and wandering in the grey fog and the sky. There were too many of them. At the first glance, it was like coming to the Nestle of horseshoe crabs.
In the middle of the nest, there was a blood-colored Palace floating in the gray mist. There were not many bugs flying around the palace.
On a high throne in the palace, there was a huge diamond-shaped mirror. The mirror was like an upright eye. In the mirror, the dream demon in a black robe was sitting high up and coldly looking at Luo zhenxiao, who was kneeling at the bottom of the steps.
