"Administrator, that secret is..." Before the words could be fully spoken, the colors in the entire room gradually faded away, as if all hues had been instantly drained, leaving only shades of black and white in every scene.
Space and time seemed to come to a slow halt at that moment. Everyone stood frozen in place, unable to move, except for a lone figure gliding past the screen, heading towards Yu Huatian's bedside.
Yu Huatian widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the approaching figure, struggling desperately to break free from this eerie state. Yet, all his efforts were futile.
The figure extended its right hand, gently placing it on Yu Huatian's head. The "Soul Devouring Hand" was unleashed.
A strange power surged into Yu Huatian's body, and in the next instant, he felt as though his entire spiritual essence had been lifted out by the visitor.