Boxing Manual Room.
The twelfth boxing move was completely visualized successfully.
Woosh!
A pitch-black ghost face emerged from the fluorescent pattern, instantly expanding to the size of half the secret room, its blood-red, resentful eyes illuminating the surroundings.
It opened its large mouth and swallowed Bai Xiao in one gulp.
The two figures merged, standing quietly in the middle of the secret room.
An almost imperceptible breath of fear, like ripples, spread out.
The air seemed filled with black smoke, the ground stained pitch-black.
In that moment, his brain shook, and deep within his heart, a thunderous voice echoed, screaming over and over again.
"The world... is real because of pain, destroyed because of fear!"
In a daze, Bai Xiao seemed to see within the pitch-black surroundings, a tremendous pupil suddenly lit up. Majestic and solemn, like a black sun, gradually drawing in everything in front of it.
