408 Pit Latrine: Part 1

In the Caerphabor Cave, a black sandstorm had formed a series of tornadoes, which were slowly moving across the vast red plain. They rolled up debris from the ground and tore them into pieces, some as small as dust to form part of themselves. The entire dark spirit cave had plunged into a rumble.

Over the black tower, a faint ring of gray light was protecting the tower from the ravaging tornadoes. Lin Sheng was dressed in white armor, together with Djall Demonhand, he stood quietly on the balcony on the middle floor of the black tower, overlooking the black tornadoes in the distance.

"It's a dark and gloomy day. Natural disasters do happen in our caves sometimes. It would devastate all living things except non-physical beings like us, the pure souls. Worst-case scenario, we just get lost. The black tornadoes are relatively harmless to us," Djall Demonhand said.