The Isolated Island (32)

The last image fell abruptly and the unlit incense sticks on the alter suddenly lit up with a flickering ghostly white flame.

All attention turned to the altar.

The red-dressed lady had disappeared, Ruan Quixi glanced at the spot above the altar and his eyes flashed briefly, he sensed a familiar breath. Chu Yi looked at the white incense quietly.

The white incense burned very slowly, from its size, it is estimated that it could only burn for about two hours.

 It was pitch black inside the underground passage, the darkness itself was abnormal, and the incense could not penetrate it at all, as if the entire space was an island, isolated from the world.

 For a while, the players felt that the open space seemed to be distorted. Their shadows on the wall flickered with the incense light, and the unfamiliar silence seemed to hide something terrifying.