Only now did Ling Han realize that though the speed at which the darkness was invading was astonishingly fast, and the grey-robed elder's speed was very slow, right after he had built the stone house, the darkness actually had not surged over yet.
Boom, right at this moment, endless darkness assaulted.
Ling Han pondered for a moment before dashing toward the stone house.
His curiosity was really too great. He wanted to know what exactly was going on here.
However, after he entered the stone house, he shockingly discovered that there was no sign of the old man here.
Only this simple stone house was exuding a soft light, as if it was telling him that what Ling Han had experienced previously was not a dream, but a real and genuine matter.
Where was he?
He had vanished into thin air, just like how he had appeared out of thin air.
Ling Han released his divine sense, but his divine sense was completely useless in the darkness. It had been completely cut off.
