The piercing cold wind started to rush in crazily from the other end of the crack, not strong but unbearably icy, causing people below to shiver uncontrollably.
The people standing in the group hugged their arms across their chests, trembling, yet they stood their ground, and no one moved.
In their imagination, perhaps a gigantic foot would step out of the crack in the next second, appearing before everyone.
Soon, Jeffrey's voice came to an abrupt halt, he looked down carefully at the Book of Change, then looked towards Papasa below the high platform.
Papasa was also staring at Jeffrey, who immediately shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to indicate that he had finished reciting.
Boom, a voice came out from the crack.
Then a grey figure fell out from the crack, landing directly on the high platform with a thud, kicking up a ripple of air.
Everyone was taken aback, looking up to see the crack rapidly shrinking, disappearing within a few seconds.
The crack was gone!
