Chen Jing grew increasingly nervous; he had a feeling that the true origin of the Black Pill would soon be revealed.
The final scene shows a boy standing in a city shrouded in mist, stuffing a round pill into the mouth of a corpse.
The boy looked even younger than Chen Jing. He wore a blue robe, a jade pendant, and a straight sword at his waist. His face was ordinary, as if he could be seen anywhere. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, completely out of place for his age.
The boy turned around and met Chen Jing's gaze, who was watching the scene unfold.
He bowed slightly to Chen Jing, a smile playing on his lips.
This is a customary practice among nobles when friends meet.
Whoosh!
The image is shattered.
Chen Jing could only feel a sense of shock and uncertainty. He could no longer even feel the pain spreading throughout his body.
At the same time, he also realized that he had used up all the gifts he could receive from the "darkness" and could no longer gain knowledge.
He woke up.
My mind went blank for a moment, all my spiritual energy was gone, and I was also in pain and soreness all over my body.
He opened his eyes and saw that his younger sister, Wan Tong, was still beside him.
"Are you feeling better?" she asked softly.
"Mm." Chen Jing nodded and stood up from the ground with her help.
This was a relatively secluded alley, and luckily, Chen Jing was not noticed by anyone.
"Jing-ge'er...you were so scary just now," his younger sister Wan Tong whispered, as if afraid that her voice would be too loud and startle someone.
"What's wrong?" Chen Jing was still pondering the information he had gained in the hallucination and asked without much thought.
"You just now, it seemed like you turned into a monster," said Wan Tong, her voice still trembling slightly.
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