C470 Yin Yang Bind

Situ Caiyu found himself enveloped in a peculiar mist, half white and half black, as if deliberately divided. He took a couple of steps forward, glancing around curiously; this was unfamiliar territory.

"Here we go again. Holding the Yin Yang Unique Skill, yet it's useless," a voice echoed.

Caiyu looked toward the sound and saw two figures standing above the mist