The illusion that had not appeared for many years struck again.
Jiang Lan stood high in the air, not panicking in the slightest, waiting to see what would happen next.
Perhaps he would discover something.
Soon, the clouds covered him. Then, he seemed to see many things under the mist. It seemed like a collection of palaces.
Then, he saw a huge door appear in front of him.
There were some words at the very top of the door.
Jiang Lan tried to take a closer look, but he soon saw four blurry words.
But when he wanted to see clearly, everything suddenly changed.
Corpses were strewn across the mountains. There was black mist swirling around and blood flowed everywhere.
He vaguely heard countless ravings.
They seemed to be calling out, but also seemed to be shouting.
But when he tried to listen carefully, he couldn't hear anything.
A moment later, everything disappeared.
