章 640: Close Shave

On the other side of the rift, countless shadows overlapped and appeared to be squeezing outward. They looked to penetrate the barrier and extend over as a large number of glimmers flickered in the rift, 'liberating' the darkness.

Just as Welf's intangible tentacle reached this instance in Shang Jianyao's memories, it froze as if a creature had encountered its nemesis, like a human having a gun pressed at their temple.

The intangible tentacle began to tremble. In the small truck dozens of meters away, Welf's face instantly turned pale, and his mouth produced a stutter.

A brief moment later, it crescented into an involuntary scream. "No! Spare me!"

He suddenly retracted the four 'tentacles' that extended out, wanting to escape the abnormally terrifying rift.

This reaction was so loud and intense that Welf couldn't conceal his actions of flipping through Shang Jianyao's memories.