Chapter 192 Immersive

Yesterday, he had discovered that looking at the black sky here was different from looking at the night sky outside. It's very subtle and hard to describe, but once you experience it, you'll know what it feels like.

The dark night was a pitch-black night. Situ Hao's eyes were as cold and calm as a bird of prey, staring at the dark night, but he seemed to be able to see that the dark night had turned into pieces of water, flowing.

Sometimes, it turned into a taciturn old man. The night would not have its own form, but Situ Hao had this feeling. It was murmuring, as if it was accusing, and it seemed to be a solemn prayer.

"Ever-changing."

Situ Hao sat cross-legged at an angle between the hillside and the grass. He will neither fall nor need to raise his head to see the sky.

He raised his head slightly and opened his eyes. In front of him was a dark old man who was whispering.

After Situ Hao opened his eyes, he said this softly, and his eyes s