The blood-red sunset was quickly eroded. In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the Bloody Pagoda had gone dark. In the darkness, creatures that could not be seen by the naked eye were writhing wildly. Those who did not leave a lamp for themselves in time were all silently swallowed by the darkness.
In the darkness, only the dark red blood light in the center of the pagoda was particularly eye-catching. An immortal approached in a panic, shock still lingering in his eyes. Just now, his companion who had come in a step later than him had let out an incomparably painful cry and died. The scream sounded as if even his throat had been broken! The change had happened too quickly, and he didn't even have time to call for help...
