In the dark Mysterious Black Yin crevice, in a zone without any wind, night light pearls were embedded in the surrounding stone walls, emitting gentle light which enveloped this area, causing the place to appear rather dazzling in contrast to the darkness of the Mysterious Black Yin crevice.
Under the gentle halo of light, a figure silently sat like an old monk, not moving even in the slightest. The figure’s body was covered in dust, evidently, this meditative state had been maintained very a rather long period of time.
To the front of the figure, a heart palpitating black hole slowly spun in mid air. Wave after wave of faint devouring power spread out, and anything within ten meters of it would be devoured in an instant.
“Sigh.”
In the silence, a helpless sigh suddenly echoed out. A tiny body floated near the figure, turning out to be Little Marten, and very evidently, the old monk like figure would naturally be Lin Dong.
