Dimensional Sword (1)

Pitch-black.

Xu Tui felt his consciousness being pulled into a pure pitch-black space. But Xu Tui also realized that the shadow sword had only enveloped his consciousness and was not slashing at him. He heaved a sigh of relief.

His small body would not be able to withstand a slash from the shadow sword.

Xu Tui felt an inexplicable flow of time in the pitch-black space.

It was not an illusion. It was like a page turning in time. Someone was telling Xu Tui that time was passing quickly. Xu Tui instantly reacted. Had the shadow sword told him through his consciousness?

Time passed very quickly in the pitch-black space. Perhaps a few years or even hundreds of years later, a wisp of light appeared in the pitch-black space.

In the light, a Great Xi clansman with an extremely exquisite streamlined shape and a silver body that was extremely industrially beautiful walked in with a lighting tool.

Then, he began to explore a door.