At the moment the elevator disappeared, the entire space of the Eden Hotel seemed to be twisted by some higher-dimensional force. The corridor stretched infinitely, and it felt like there were whispers around, the sound crawling over the eardrums like countless insects.
Gao Menghua's arm re-morphed into a firearm, but her curse energy was nearly exhausted. Ying Ziye barely held on mentally, his vision blurry from the backlash of the Brain Marrow Spirit Curse. Xia Li's dimension perception ability was completely suppressed, and he could only rely on his most basic combat instincts.
"You transformed into a skeleton just now..." Ying Ziye suddenly asked, "Is the rumor true? That your bones were once operated on by Yin Wuque? And you're using the Dead Soul Bone Tomb Curse?"
Gao Menghua's face was pale, "It's all in the past."
"We're trapped," Xia Li whispered, "This corridor isn't real space."
Gao Menghua gritted her teeth, "Then we can only break through forcefully."
