Before that giant shadow, he was no more than an ant. Swallowing a grown man was no effort at all for it.

He Lingchuan did not run. There was nowhere for him to run.

It was as if he had fallen into a deep pool, and the last trace of light vanished when the giant shadowy figure closed its mouth.

All around him was pitch-black darkness. He could not see his own fingers before his face.

Within that dark space, everything was perfectly still. He Lingchuan could only hear the sound of his own breathing.

No one knew how long passed before a beam of intense light suddenly exploded ahead of him.

He Lingchuan thought he had been caught in the beam of some darkness-piercing lamp and instinctively raised a hand to shield his eyes.

Only after he adjusted to the light and opened his eyes again did he see a scene he never would have expected.

He had returned to the Panlong Secret...