499 The Nightmare Plain: Part 2

Gray and blurry vortexes were floating in the air. Most of them were silent. A few of them had faint voices screaming in terror. Lin Sheng was in his dream, standing in the living room of his house. He looked up and scanned around his house, but ignored those floating vortexes.

"It's still the same." His eyes glided over the white patch of holy power that looked like a modeling clay in the window's gap. "This is the holy power I applied here the last time I came. I can't believe that it is still here! But by the looks of it, it has been almost exhausted."

Lin Sheng came to the window. As he wiped the holy power in the window gap with his finger, tiny white light dust fell off his finger. The light dust was not as white as the pure, holy power, as if there were some impurities in it. He willed and a gush of holy power of an even higher-purity level than what he used last time was injected in it.