Li Changzhou opened his eyes and saw the heavy snowfall, the world a vast expanse of whiteness.
Abyss Star.
The game wasn't over yet, but he found himself here. The reason was obvious: he wavered at the last moment and failed the challenge.
Li Changzhou couldn't believe it.
He felt no fear at all. Was it the final death that stirred in him a longing for Li Qianxia, Yang Qinglan... and even for the Turquoise Pool?
Because of the longing, was there an unnoticed fear in his heart?
Because of fear, did a crack appear in his will?
He waved away the annoying snowflakes drifting toward him like willow catkins, standing quietly alone in the snow.
Suddenly, he snapped out of the gloom of his failure and looked around.
In heaven and earth, only his silhouette remained.
——Had the other three passed?
"Bond Summon," "Life and Death," "King of Black Fog."
No response.
".... Whew!" Li Changzhou took a deep breath, his legs leaving the ground as he sat cross-legged in the air.
