Chapter 6750 Entering the Fissure
- The fissure remained black as ink, its edges smooth as a mirror. No light escaped it, and not the slightest aura stirred. It was as quiet as any ordinary crack in the rock.
- Appearances were deceptive. This unremarkable split in the rock had claimed countless Ghost Clan lives.
- Holding his breath, Jared circulated his chaotic force and extended his spirit sense.