Xiao Qiang kept delving deeper, gradually finding that this place was no longer becoming elusive but was appearing with countless rays of brilliance, like a sky full of stars. Such a splendid scene even made one feel as if they had reached the starry sky itself.
Yet Xiao Qiang discovered that here his perception became more blurred, as though some mysterious force was interfering with everything in this place.
"This is an unpleasant place," he whispered to himself. Just then, this place suddenly burst into infinite radiance, and a blaze headed directly towards him, accompanied by a laugh.
"Taoist Fellow Xiao Qiang is truly extraordinary; even in the grave of the Tyrant Evil-Eye, you can remain so calm and composed; truly admirable, truly enviable." The voice was soft and pleasing, unmistakably Bai Zhenzhen's voice.
A cold gleam exploded in Xiao Qiang's eyes.
