Chapter 250: The Surname of The Night, Must Not Be Insulted_1
——Integration as seamless as water mixing with milk.
When Ye Hanjun returned to the Ghost Lamp Abyss, he felt as if every cell in his body were dancing with joy.
Arriving at Without-Sun City and entering the inner world of Deep Black Wheel, this joy surged tenfold.
He seemed to forget the passage of time.
The exquisite sensation of bodily transcendence lingered in his soul, continuously greeting the climax of baptism.
Eventually, when a candlelight emerged in the darkness, and the dark element monsters shrieked and fled, Ye Hanjun slowly returned to his senses.
He recalled all his Contracted Fond Spirits, walked out of the room alone, and returned to the passage he had just left.
Ye Ji, Xu Yan, Shi Shou were all still standing in their original places.
They stood in silence, not making a sound, their hands folded on their lower bellies, standing as straight as statues.
Not far away, the tap-tap-tap of footsteps approached.