Endless darkness, heavy with the aura of death. Within it, faint threads of metallic glints appeared from time to time. Upon closer inspection, those were enormous metal pillars. Even in such darkness, they still gleamed with a metallic sheen!
"Ugh!"
Suddenly, a faint sigh echoed through the endless, deathly silence. The voice was filled with vicissitude, heartache, and helplessness.
"I wonder how Little Chen is doing now. He should have left that little mountain village by now, right? Heh!"
As he spoke, a trace of relieved laughter mingled with the old voice.
"Ugh! I'm afraid Grandpa won't be able to teach you anymore! I'll never see that stubborn face of yours again! Still, to have a grandson like you in this life, Grandpa could die without regrets!"
The voice was tinged with sorrow. It was none other than Old Ente, who had been separated from Chen Yun for more than two years. It was simply unknown why Old Ente was here, but his situation clearly seemed grim!
Just then, a burst of footsteps suddenly rang out in the darkness. A point of light appeared right afterward. It drew closer and closer, growing larger and larger, until it was revealed to be a fist-sized luminous pearl.
Snow-white light radiated from the luminous pearl, illuminating the area within thirty feet. Through its glow, two figures—a man and a woman—could clearly be seen. The man was holding the luminous pearl.
The man in front led the woman behind him straight toward Old Ente. He moved with practiced familiarity, clearly having come here many times before.
Before long, the footsteps suddenly vanished. By the light of the luminous pearl, it was clear that this place was filled with rows of prison cells.
The thick metal pillars stood out clearly beneath the pearl's snow-white radiance.