The world here was silent, so silent that Ling Lan felt suffocated.
Was she dead? There was no Ox-Head or Horse-Face—guardians of hell. There was no so-called hell either…
Little Four said that once one's spiritual power dissipates, they will be completely dead. Ling Lan silently observed this tranquil world, beginning to consider whether this was the last moment before her spiritual power dissipated.
But why would my spiritual power produce such a world at the very end?
Ling Lan was perplexed.
Suddenly, two streaks of light appeared on her left and right. It was as if two paths appeared out of thin air in the tranquil space.
Are these here to guide me?
Ling Lan looked at the two paths, which only slightly differed from each other in terms of brightness, and frowned slightly.