章 1763: The god of death is here (1)

Tang Zhen, who had entered the black hole, felt a trace of indescribable strength being transmitted over and continuously compressing his body.

This kind of compression was not the kind of compression that ordinary people understood. Instead, it was a pure qualitative change that could change the shape of a person's body in an extremely short time.

Tang Zhen had a feeling that his body had turned into a piece of paper within an extremely short period of time. After that, it didn't even become a piece of paper. Instead, it had turned into a certain special form.

Tang Zhen had been muddleheaded in this strange state. He had even forgotten the concept of height.

Fortunately, the soul-gnawing beast kept reminding him, so he remembered his true identity and knew that he came from the outside world.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Zhen's consciousness became clear. The strange feeling on his body had also disappeared.