At the moment the shrine opened, everyone heard a voice that resonated deep within their hearts without warning.
Very few can withstand the invasion of darkness, for darkness is omnipresent, lurking in the soft corners of one's heart and the depths of blurred memories. By the time people realize it, the colors have already been devoured.
"The ghosts in the darkness are coming!" Huang Ying's scream shattered the deathly silence.
"Move!"
Without untying the ropes around him, the Blood City Ghost Pattern on Gao Ming's body erupted, the aroma of flesh and blood wafted, and the blinding blood-red tore open a rift in the boundless darkness.
The doors of the Punishment Room had opened at some unknown time, and the souls from Hanhai rushed towards the divine statue hiding in the darkness of the shrine. The powers of the three Dream Ghosts intertwined, countless arms penetrating the unspeakable divine statue.
"Into the dream!"
