Shen Luo could only feel a sudden darkness before his eyes, hundreds of headless shadows silently emerged around him, charging at him like evil ghosts claiming lives. Embittered resentments, intense beyond compare, gathered together, threatening to shatter his heart and spirit in an instant.
Fortunately, light shone suddenly from the Sea-Calming Pearl, casting a beacon for him amidst oppressive darkness. Shen Luo roared out, using his divine sense power to disperse all resentments, and his vision returned to normal.
However, just as his sight was restored, the long stick in his hand had already braced against the green stone platform crashing down from above. On it, traces of slashes and cuts from swords could be seen, as well as large amounts of blood stains, imbuing it with a sordid appearance.
A muffled thud resonated.
