"[Ding! Congratulations, you have cleared the instance—Annulus.]"
Chu Huaixu heard the system notification sound in his ear.
Below the ice lake, the mirrored world was full of contradictions.
Barren trees and fresh buds, youth and white hair.
Death and rebirth, all seemed intertwined, presenting together.
Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang, at this moment, began to face "death."
Their consciousnesses fell into brief chaos, as if all vitality vanished, like truly being robbed of life.
The whole world began to turn upside down!
The mirrored world under the ice lake began to flip upward.
The world above the ice lake, meanwhile, gradually shattered in the process of flipping downward.
As everything beneath the ice returned to its path, those dead trees sprouting new buds rapidly became lush and flourishing.
The two youths, heads full of white hair, watched as white at their temples quickly turned jet black again.
"Thump—thump—!"
