The instant he entered the light gate, Zhao Xuan felt himself enveloped in a pallid glow. The pale light was bone-chilling, as though it had cast him into the depths of a southern winter. No matter how many layers he wore, he could still feel the cold seeping into his marrow.
At the same time, an aura of grim slaughter made his soul tremble.
Yet unlike the killing intent he had sensed in the City of Slaughter, this killing intent seemed purer. It lacked all traces of brutality, depravity, and evil. All it possessed was a chilling cold that struck terror into one's heart, a cold born from the depths of the soul.
Deep within the pale radiance, Zhao Xuan seemed to see a pair of enormous eyes gazing curiously at him, filled with amazement and regret...
Zhao Xuan did not know how long he remained in that pale space. When he awoke, the dazzling light left him somewhat unaccustomed after dwelling in darkness for so long.
Once his eyes could see again, he discovered that he had returned to the surface. White clouds drifted across the vast sky, and a golden sun hung high above. Green plants surrounded him everywhere, and even these ordinary plants seemed especially lovely to Zhao Xuan, who had not seen daylight for so long.
After looking around, Zhao Xuan's heart suddenly tightened. He hurriedly rose and searched in every direction.
Just as he was wondering where Tang San and Hu Liena had gone, two spatial rifts suddenly opened beside him. A frigid killing intent spilled from them, followed by the two figures being thrown out.
The two hit the ground and let out muffled groans together before slowly opening their eyes.
"Are we out?" Hu Liena murmured in confusion.
Her expression immediately changed. She