The Portal of Wonderland
A wonder falling down from heaven! A boy possessed by strange blood! Gods tremble! Demons flee! A boy from the land of Dong Zhou. A pink skull as his sworn friend until death. A story of a determined warrior struggling for power. A legend that shakes the galaxy and disturbs the worlds of god, demon and man.
The Fallen Angel Canon
Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation
Shi Mu watched as Yan Luo slowly disappeared into the Darkwater Lake and chuckled self-deprecatingly.
He knew nothing of the Dead Spirit World, nor did he have any idea how to return to the world where he came from. The silver lining was that he at least had the Fallen Angel Desk with him as well Yan Luo's legion of undead standing guard. In terms of safety, at least, he was covered.
He shook his head and spied a clearing. Sitting down with his legs crossed, he closed his eyes.
A few minutes passed and his eyes fluttered open. He looked around, his expression helpless. Just as Shi Mu had expected, he could not feel a single puff of spiritual energy from the surroundings in the Dead Spirit World. It was impossible to rely on breathing to recover his energy or for cultivation while being here.