A figure walked slowly through the corridor, silent as a shadow.
The lighting in the corridor was too dim, and the person's face was hidden in darkness, making it indistinct. Only the tall and slender silhouette could suggest it was a young man.
It was unknown how long he walked, but the corridor finally came to an end.
The space ahead suddenly expanded into a brightly lit underground palace.
The decor inside was simple but by no means crude, with everything being top-notch quality.
A cloak man had long been sitting on the Spirit Jade Chair in the underground palace.
The black cloak enveloped him entirely, concealing his presence so well that he seemed almost invisible. Even the light from the spirit lamp was absorbed by the cloak, rendering him extremely mysterious.
Under the cloak, the only visible part was a thin, pale chin, reminiscent of a corpse's skin.
