C1962 Hell

Even with a thousand years of experience, Ye Feng felt a hint of confusion as he looked at the scene before him. Were these people, manipulated by dark threads, the Shadow Clan? And what was that towering figure? Their king? Everything seemed more like puppets than real, living beings.

Suddenly, he realized something. "Maybe, like before, it's just a facade," Ye Feng murmured. On the ground