A Glass Case
Albert was sitting within a swirl of liquefied Qi within the demon mountain, drawing from the Qi fool.
Since he had lost his scepter and lightning orb, he couldn't use the platform or turn the Qi pool into lightning essence and draw the Qi into his body like Margret and Edward.
So, he had to do it in the traditional way, absorbing the Qi and then refining it into his lightning Qi, which would take a hundred times more effort and time. Nonetheless, Albert was still determined. He wanted to increase his lifespan or at least die trying.
However, right at this moment, his focus suddenly broke when a deadly chill ran down his spine, and from deep within, a primordial fear surfaced, and a never-felt pressure enveloped him.
His dark eyes snapped open in horror, and he saw nothing but darkness around him, nothing else. It was like he was sitting in the middle of the dark emptiness, exempt from any light, and he had lost all control over his own body.