There was a mirror on the wall.
In it, an unfamiliar face was reflected.
A look of surprise slowly crept across the face, as if encountering something bizarre.
——Yet the owner of the face did nothing.
He had just emerged from the void and landed in this room.
The moment the Curse erupted——
Everything vanished, and he alone arrived at this unknowable place.
The next second.
Rows of tiny, glowing characters rapidly appeared in the mirror:
"The current Curse is well-known among all the ultimate Truth Creations and has now fully erupted from your body, named:"
"Command of the Spirit King."
"Description: Transported to the Truth Creation 'Chains of Chains,' where you will fight ceaselessly against the cursed ones until you are utterly exhausted and perish, and then the Curse will begin to take effect within you."
"——King of Curse."
Shen Ye looked at the prompts in the mirror, lost in thought.
