It was a kind of deathly silence, decay, and the breath of demise that penetrated the very marrow! What terrified him even more was that his spiritual power seemed to encounter an invisible vortex, suddenly being madly drawn into what looked like the dead, desolate ginkgo tree, like a mud ox entering the sea, thrown into a bottomless dark abyss!
Xiao Jie hurriedly severed the connection, and at the instant he cut off the spiritual power link, a terrifying scene that was beyond description suddenly flashed before his eyes—a boundless, viscous darkness squirmed like a living creature, and in the deepest part of that darkness, an indescribable, enormous shadow outline appeared intermittently, as if it itself was the embodiment of "nothingness," greedily devouring and absorbing everything around it.
Light, sound, energy, and even... life itself! That feeling was as if just one more glance would suck away and annihilate even his own soul!
