C79 Never-ending Ghost

Those wisps of pitch black silk that looked like thin threads gave off a terrifying and sinister feeling, as if they were filled with a deathly aura.

Shen Shu stood on the spot. At this moment, if these threads were to be compared to black magnets, Shen Shu would be like a magnet!

In a split-second, endless black threads rushed towards him.

Halfway towards Shen Shu