The Sun hung high in the sky, but the brilliant sunshine could not be felt; the dark fog that enveloped Heaven and Earth blocked out the light, casting only vague and hazy Light-shadows.
Under the shroud of the dark fog, the world was dim, like the haziness before nightfall descends.
There was no sun shining brightly, no clear blue skies, nor picturesque mountains and waters.
This is Western Hell, a world of dismal light.
Lin Chen and Shang Wenyin had arrived in Western Hell several days ago and had gradually adapted to the world enveloped by twilight fog.
