BOOM! Zhao Hai's figure suddenly appeared in a black space. The black space was a few dozen acres in size. The space was filled with black mist formed by Hell's energy, making the entire space misty and dark.
Zhao Hai stood in the medium and sensed his surroundings. It was just as he had expected. The energy of hell had a suppressive effect on his mental power. The range of his mental power was at least four-fifths weaker than when he was on the ground.
However, Zhao Hai wasn't worried. He could clearly feel that there was no one here. There were no ghosts either. This was just a space, a space with nothing.
