Bai Yanliang entered the room, took out the silver key hanging around his neck, and inserted it into the door lock.
"Click—"
The door opened.
A thin mist slipped out from the crack in the door and wrapped around Bai Yanliang's feet.
Bai Yanliang pushed the door open, but everything in front of him made him freeze—Fog Gathering... changed!
The chaos, darkness, and gray mist all dissipated. Everything in front of him in all directions turned white, emitting a pure white glow.
The mist no longer obscured one's view. Everyone could see each other clearly. Bai Yanliang even saw a door suddenly appear in the void, and then, Li Mu walked in, looking dejected.
As soon as Li Mu came in, most people expressed concern for him, as his mental state was visibly problematic.
He looked very tired, with bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing.
What happened to him?
Li Mu waved his hand, thanking everyone for their concern.
