บท 1859: Should I stab him while he's eating?

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon, but the entire small island had suddenly fallen into darkness. The emergency lights on Heavenly Field Island immediately turned on... But just as quickly as they turned on, they were swallowed by the darkness, and there was no light yet again.

Even the light of virtue on Song Shuhang's body had been suppressed, and radiated much less light.

This darkness was clearly not caused by the descent of night, but rather a dark substance that shrouded the entire area.

Song Shuhang gently raised his right hand, and brought the kitchen knife up high. After preparing himself mentally, he prepared to slash at the sky with his 'merciful' saber intent.

But at this moment, the voice from the void sounded once again. "Apologies, little Fellow Daoist. Please don't feel nervous. I haven't left the Shadow Realm for a long time, so I forgot to control my body just now. Please wait a moment."