In the eerie room shrouded in a dull gray hue, where sunlight could hardly penetrate, a mass of dense words slowly faded from the air. From a hole in the ceiling, a hideous and terrifying tentacle began extending downward, swelling and swaying in the air towards where Yu Sheng stood.
Yu Sheng's heart tightened instantly, and he quickly stepped back two paces. Recently, he had indeed encountered many bizarre or hideous things, yet the current scene still made his skin crawl. Primarily, the shape of that tentacle was truly unappealing; even with Yu Sheng's imagination, he couldn't fathom how to make it less repulsive.
This truly brought a tremendous shock to Yu Sheng.
The tentacle swayed sluggishly in the air for a few moments, seemingly having lost its "target" perception, then began swelling and swaying aimlessly in place.
This scene was reminiscent of blind sleepwalking.
