This. He was the only one left in the world, and some irrelevant factors were eliminated from the "realm" by him.

Night fell, and in a small cabin, Xia Ming sat quietly on a stool and waited, staring at the black charred smoke that flickered out of the flames.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

The whirring cold wind crept in through the cracks in the planks, as if countless wraiths were singing and dancing around him and the campfire.

The wind was as sharp as a blade, cutting people's faces.

This is the realm.

It is neither a dream nor a fantasy, nor a reality.

What kind of realm is this, Xia Ming hasn't figured it out yet, but he knows ......

"Wings of the Black Abyss" Chapter 22 The Void Reappears I is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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