Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Crisp yet hollow footsteps echoed through a deep, shadowy corridor.
The witch wandered through it in a voluminous cloak, cradling a heavy spellbook in her arms. Its pages were closed, yet faint light seeped from the page edges opposite the spine, twitching now and then, as though a frog were hidden inside, desperately trying to pry open the pages and leap out.
Shi Hui knew there was no frog in her spellbook, just as she was equally certain that the corridor before her did not belong to Black Prison Castle.
Though this corridor possessed the same sinister, gloomy air as Black Prison Castle.
But the witch remembered clearly that she had dragged the Sea Demon King Xiangliu away from that castle and entered a prepared battlefield: a bubble Small Universe that had already entered The Void. This had been the Divination Group's plan from the beginning.
In theory, this Small Universe should have been pitch-black and silent, devoid of the slightest trace of Life Force. There should have been no castle, and even less chance of a long corridor like this one.
Clearly, the Sea Demon King had distorted the rules within this Small Universe, unfolding its own domain in this dead, silent world.
To so easily draw an opponent at the peak of Legend into its own domain...
Had it already reached this stage?
No, the gap between us isn't that great... Did it borrow some powerful magical artifact? Or did it use some new Forbidden Curse? What exactly was that bastard Xiangliu trying to do?
The witch pondered in silence and continued onward. She had already walked this corridor for a long time, and as far as the eye can see, it seemed she would have to walk much longer still.
In truth, beneath