C255 Arcana of the True Origin Realm

It was night. The night was dark and the wind was strong. The surroundings were deathly silent.

Although there were several oil lamps lit up inside the inn, the faint light made it seem even more lonely in the endless night.

The night was dark, and Zhang Jin was resting on the bed. Suddenly, a light sound came from the window outside, followed by a cool air in the room. Then