"Splash—Splash—Splash—"
The sound of waves violently crashing against the mountainside, monotonously repeating, with the wind brushing against the mountain walls, resembling a dull blade cutting through coarse steel wires, emitting a spine-chilling eerie scale.
Beneath the abyss, a "high-level alien angel" may come to attack in another form.
Or perhaps... infiltrate through the layers in a completely unimaginable way.
As expected, a strand of energy soon seeped down from the night sky, a sharp glint bursting in Tian Bufan's pupils as he looked up.
In the layers of space above the dome, countless bizarre ripples suddenly appeared, like an angry child repeatedly pounding on a liquid mercury sphere with fists.
Those distorted ripples, like funhouse mirrors, made the night sky appear eerie, also affecting the "Starry Night" projected onto the dome to a certain extent.
