In the eerie and pitch black Soul Tomb, the gray mist lingered. There were jagged boulders everywhere, as well as bones scattered above and arounds the boulders. And in such a setting in the Soul Tomb, a beautiful figure stood there. The gray mist dissipated naturally around her, not contaminating her one bit. Her clothes were white as snow, and she was a huge contrast in this gray colored world.
She stood there in the dark Soul Tomb, waiting for Yi Yun's arrival, with a light smile on her face.
"Xintong… "
Upon meeting Lin Xintong again, Yi Yun was filled with mixed emotions. He never expected that his reuniting with Lin Xintong would be in such a Yin Qi filled Soul Tomb.
The two of them had voice transmission charms with them, so despite this maze like Soul Tomb, they could still precisely locate each other
