Upon seeing the middle-aged woman staring in shock, unable to regain her senses for a long time, Xiao Yue flicked her fingertips, and a black chain emitting an eerie glow appeared out of thin air, swiftly wrapping around Jiakang's limbs, binding him firmly in place.
Before the middle-aged woman could react, the surroundings suddenly transformed.
The original scenery instantaneously collapsed, replaced by a sinister and eerie vision of Hell.
The gloomy sky seemed drenched in ink, with countless vengeful spirits twisting and roaring within the clouds, curses and cries rising and falling, stabbing at one's eardrums painfully.
On the ground, numerous white bones spread out endlessly, and a piercing Yin Wind blew through, causing the brittle bones to collide and grind against each other, creating a "clack-clack" sound, like countless wooden fishes being struck in the darkness, terrifying to the extreme.
