The Hidden World's Collapse

With a sharp squelch, Night Roaming God let out a piercing shriek. Clutching her chest, she writhed and rolled around on the ground. "Why? Why!?" Night Roaming God couldn't understand. Liu Haoyu had clearly kept his eyes open, so why hadn't he been affected by the ghost's eye-covering? Liu Haoyu, meanwhile, pulled the Embroidered Shoes out of his trouser pocket...