C220 Abyssal Coffin

Cold.

It was bone-chilling cold.

While his consciousness was still blurry, the first thing Long Chen felt was a bone-piercing coldness. He gradually woke up.

"Am I dead?" He could clearly remember how fast his descent had been. It was fast to the point that Long Chen believed that as long as he hit a hard object, he would definitely be smashed into powder and not into meat patties