This was a gray world, and everything was dark in color, which was very different from the mottled world Xia Xiao saw when he was unconscious. He had just woken up from his coma, and the pain in his body and the pain in his head made him squint his eyes, and he opened them slowly.

Xia Xiao looked at the sky that looked like it had been painted with pencils, and couldn't help but feel that something was blocking his eyes. He stretched out his hand with difficulty to touch it, but he didn't touch anything. The sky was still dim, without any change, which was very strange. This place was like another world, not the wilderness. The strangeness made Xia Xiao feel dangerous.

Xia Xiao was injured, but he still endured the pain and sat up. When he looked around, his frown deepened. There was nothing here, just a grassland full of light grass, but the grassland was also gray, without any green or bright colors.

There was no wind around, not a trace of life, it was dead silent, not even the air was flowing, it seemed that even it was dead, only Xia Xiao was still alive.

The thin air soon made Xia Xiao feel uncomfortable. He began to panic and sweat all over his head. This shallow grassland was even more desolate than the Gobi Desert, and the flat grassland always gave him a wave-like feeling, high here and low there, which was extremely strange. Xia Xiao subconsciously wanted to leave this horrible place, but he could not use his vitality, and only a little bit of demonic energy appeared in his palm.

What a strange place.

As Xia Xiao thought about it, he clenched his palms and let the demonic energy reenter his body. This demonic energy was useless, but he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. Instead, he took a deep breath and shouted:

“Black Glory——”

Xia Xiao felt that the extremely loud voice could be heard from far away, but it was just a weak shout that did not attract anything. It only caused his brain to be deprived of oxygen, and he felt dizzy and almost lost his balance.

With his hands on his legs, Xia Xiao lowered his body and took a long breath before he adjusted himself. The sweat on his forehead also decreased, no longer like before, when it looked like little bugs.

Although he had gotten rid of the Yun people, Xia Xiao didn't think there was no danger here. The deathly silence everywhere made him feel like he was in the underworld. There was only a jungle in the distance that looked natural. He gradually walked towards it. The injuries and pain on his body could not be recovered for the time being, so he could only endure it with tears in his eyes.

Xia Xiao's legs went limp and he fell to the ground. He couldn't help but curse in his heart:

Heihuang, you are such a bastard, where did you bring me to? Since you can't even activate your vitality, and you left without saying a word, are you really hoping that I will die?

“Ahahahaha—”

The wound was torn again, causing Xia Xiao to gasp for air. He gritted his teeth and forced a smile, telling himself that it didn't hurt, just a little sore. If he could use a little bit of his energy, he wouldn't be so embarrassed, but what was going on in this space? Such a large area, at least the size of a city, didn't the master and the others notice it? Or was there a barrier?

I thought, before they came here, they must not have discovered this special space, otherwise it would have been destroyed long ago. But they will find it sooner or later, because this must be the hiding place of those demons. Xia Xiao's purpose of this trip has been achieved halfway, that is, to find it. The next step is to confirm it and then inform the master of the location.

For Xia Xiao, who was currently unable to use his vitality, it was very difficult to complete these tasks, but at least he was taken over by Hei Huang as he wished. Next, he had to take the initiative to determine the nature of this place. He had been lying on the grass and could not recover from his injuries.

After touching the grass with his palm, Xia Xiao found that it was fake, like a piece of plastic paper without any temperature. But he got up and walked a few steps. When his palm touched the trees, he sighed that the grass and trees here were really a good match.

The bark looked like it was made of cement, not even painted, and was a bleak gray. This kind of existence made Xia Xiao smile bitterly. If this was his previous life, he would suspect that he was locked in a huge horror studio, but now he was curious about what kind of weird place he had come to.

Sighing in silence, Xia Xiao, who was weak, bent over and kept holding onto the tree trunk to move forward. There was nothing in the forest. The fallen leaves on the ground broke into pieces when stepped on, like very thin stone slabs, or like... bones being broken. Xia Xiao didn't like this creepy sound, but he still walked on them.

Holding onto the tree at the edge of the forest, Xia Xiao took a breath, and his empty stomach began to churn without his brain's consent. His waist, which was already difficult to straighten, bent even more, causing Xia Xiao to retch and spit out a few mouthfuls of water.

Xia Xiao finally saw that the monotonous dark color was no longer in front of him, but the blood mist with a foul smell covered the whole world, which made his extremely strong heart feel terrified. The things that were vaguely visible in the blood mist made him wipe his eyes and look again. But some things were better to be looked at casually, so as not to look too closely and feel disgusted.

The first thing that caught my eye was the huge elephant beast, which looked like a dried corpse, but had not turned into a skeleton. It seemed that some kind of evil magic had blocked the last trace of life from it, but it also looked dead. The top half of its nose had been dug out, revealing the red flesh, which curved from the sky to the ground, like a special slide.

On one side, the huge stone pavilion has ten protruding corners, on which giant pythons or monkeys hold their bodies, with their bodies hanging vertically downwards and their tails coiled together, like disc-shaped chairs for people to sit on. Looking closely, the pavilion is supported by a giant bear, whose body is as hard as a rock, and whose arms have been raised upward for thousands of years, always holding it up in a monotonous posture.

The giant jellyfish is the lamp, and below it the giraffe kneels on all fours, with its neck bent forward. Below it is a seesaw made of straight bone sticks, which creaks like a creature being abused, or like someone has just played with it. These things are the rides in the fairy tale park, but they are too dark. What kind of mentality should the people who made them have, and who should they be?

Xia Xiao looked at these creatures and felt sad from their black hole-like eyes, but suddenly he had an idea and knew who the owner was. Because he saw a human face on the legs of the elephant beast, a human foot on the abdomen of the python, and the giraffe lifted the jellyfish not with its horns, but with human arms.

He had seen this kind of evil taste in Hei Huang's moves before, but why did she, at her age, love this? Was it because she lacked love in her childhood, or was this something she created in her childhood? Did she have such a strong mind since she was young? Xia Xiao could hardly imagine it, but the scene was indeed bloody, which made him frown for a long time.

While guessing, Xia Xiao walked forward, getting used to the thin air and the stench, and shouted with a faint fear:

“Black Glory——”

Still no response, Xia Xiao gradually merged into the blood mist, and from the outside world he was extremely blurry, and even his figure could not be found. He walked in like this, aimlessly, and sat down by a pit when he was tired. There was a pool of blood in the pit, and the stench was overwhelming, but only here were there steps, allowing Xia Xiao to rest his feet in this paradise where seats were everywhere but rare.

The pain in his back and the discomfort in his neck made Xia Xiao sigh. Even after taking a break, he still felt extremely uncomfortable, so he prepared to leave and return to the woods. Since he couldn't find Hei Huang, he had to take care of himself first.

Just as he was about to leave, Xia Xiao heard a sinister singing voice. It was the voice of a young girl, very tender, but the lyrics showed murderous intent without any concealment, which made Xia Xiao feel cold on his back.

"I will kill you, take out your eyes, put an iron ring through your nose, and hammer iron nails into the soles of your feet..."

A few simple hums made Xia Xiao look around, but he found nothing. He couldn't fight in his current state, so he hurried out of the blood mist. He didn't want to die because of his curiosity.

A gust of fishy wind made Xia Xiao tremble all over, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body. He looked back at the blood pool and saw a chubby little girl sitting on the steps. She had very long ponytails and wore a black skirt. Her white hands were propped on the dirty ground, and she was shaking her short and thick legs with the soft nasal sound.

How could there be people in this place?

Xia Xiao did not approach, but dragged his tired body and ran out of the blood mist. He limped, more energetic than when he came, but his face was full of fear.

The elephant slide that was near Xia Xiao suddenly moved far away from him, and seemed to be moving. Xia Xiao was frightened and ran out as if he had a nightmare, but the jellyfish light above his head never moved, and the bone stick seesaw next to it kept squeaking, which made him feel creepy.

“Damn it!”

After Xia Xiao cursed, the little girl behind him was still singing. Xia Xiao was so frustrated that he frowned and looked panicked.

Normally, Xia Xiao would be very brave and sit next to the little girl, even if she was the god of death. But now Xia Xiao had just experienced life and death, and was covered in wounds. The wounds reminded him to be careful, because he would really die, and he was about to die before. So Xia Xiao did not stop, and every time he looked back, he was afraid that the little girl would suddenly turn her head to look at him.

After running for a long time, but to no avail, Xia Xiao had no choice but to gather the newly generated demonic energy in his body to his legs and suddenly ejected it. Xia Xiao felt like he was in a dream, and had never been so panicked before. But another girl appeared in front of him. She was not like the four or five-year-old girl beside the blood pool, but like a teenager, standing in place in a spotless black dress, staring at Xia Xiao with a weird smile.

Xia Xiao jumped up and was about to fall. Seeing her, he suddenly became anxious and flipped over in the air to avoid hitting her. However, he fell to the ground and rolled several times.

Xia Xiao opened his tightly squinted eyes and saw that the elephant slide was still far away. He couldn't help but smack his lips. In his peripheral vision, the girl's white and thin legs bent down. She squatted beside Xia Xiao and laughed softly.

This laughter seemed to be mocking him, but Xia Xiao, who had seen her face before, was no longer so scary. When he turned his head, he saw an extremely miserable face, which was like a Prajna mask that looked like a ghost or god. Xia Xiao was so scared that he screamed.

When Xia Xiao closed his eyes, scraped his legs on the ground, and backed away for a distance, the girl sneered, which was completely different from the previous scary laughter, crisp and attractive. But Xia Xiao did not open his eyes hastily, but waved his hands a few times to make sure there was no one around, and then he opened his eyes while complaining.

"What kind of a hell of a place, if there's an illusion?"

Xia Xiao didn't want to die in such a place, but she felt that the childish face she had seen before looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was. Moreover, in such a weird place, red and white skirts seemed better than black skirts.