On the boundless ocean, there was an isolated small island.
Xiang Mantang sat cross-legged on the sandy ground, staring blankly into the pitch-black sky.
Behind him, the shadow that had spread a Dark Realm capable of devouring everything seemed to have completely become his own shadow.
After leaving the Mesopotamian Plain, Xiang Mantang didn't dare to return to his country, nor did he dare to go to crowded places. In the end, he set foot on the sea and came to this isolated island.
Here, he wouldn't harm anyone, and he could slowly reflect on how exactly he could rid himself of this ghastly state!
"Paradise Lost, Omniscient, you should be thankful that I don't know where your headquarters are..."
Xiang Mantang, thinking of the reasons that led to his current plight, was enraged once more.
