Versatile Mage's Void Thief Gloves

At this time, the star track looks like the entrance of a tunnel, pitch black, leading to the dirty, dark underworld or dark plane.

Of course, just like the first time he released the dimensional summoning, Yang Yan did not have a contract with the undead, so naturally he could not summon the undead.

Yang Yan's mind entered the space channel formed by the summoning of the undead. Yang Yan wanted to go to the other side of the space channel to contract a few undead.

The moment he entered the space tunnel, Yang Yan's consciousness heard a large number of voices of dead ghosts and monsters, and all kinds of resentful voices came.

However, there seemed to be an invisible force protecting Yang Yan, so that Yang Yan was not affected.

Soon Yang Yan left the space channel and entered the other end.

Yang Yan looked at this world and felt that it was the same as the first time he entered the summoning plane. The gray land in this world looked more like a flat-topped mountain. Looking around, the sky was dark and had thick gray-black clouds in all directions.

Yang Yan did not see the existence of the undead directly, and the surroundings were empty.

"What's going on?" Yang Yan was a little confused. Logically speaking, there should be no shortage of undead in this dark plane?
Suddenly, Yang Yan inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if the world was welcoming him, and one direction was particularly strong.

Yang Yan looked in that direction, and his consciousness flew towards that direction at a speed of ten thousand meters. Soon Yang Yan saw a white palace.

The white palace is extremely conspicuous on this gray-black land. The white palace is made entirely of white jade, which is smooth enough to reflect the sky in it.

Originally, a white palace would appear extremely grand, noble, holy and serene, but this white was more like the eerie white used in funerals, filled with gloom, and the smoothness of the jade could not remove the smell of death at all.

"Where is this place?" Yang Yan thought to himself, "Have I come to the territory of a dark lord or dark king in the dark plane? That's why I can't see ordinary undead?"

Yang Yan thought about it and it was very likely. There are differences in status within any race of life. If this white palace is the territory of a monarch or emperor, it is normal that there are no undead or other monsters outside the palace.

He had no intention of exploring. Although he felt that there was something or someone in the white palace welcoming him, Yang Yan had no intention of going over to take a look.

It’s too dangerous. Although it’s only his own consciousness that came in, there is a possibility that the consciousness can directly attack the soul.

Who knows, if I go there out of curiosity, I might be killed by some powerful demon. When I become stronger, I might go explore it.

"Since there are no undead near the White Palace, there should be some far away from the White Palace." Yang Yan thought to himself.

Yang Yan's consciousness was flying and moving in the air hundreds of meters above the gray-black land, reaching a speed of ten thousand meters in one breath.

Suddenly, Yang Yan looked up at the sky inadvertently, and then he was stunned for a moment.

Looking closely, behind the gray-black clouds in the sky there were densely packed strange light spots flashing in the colors of scarlet, forest green, and pale black bear.

Looking closely, those clouds were just ordinary clouds, but were filled with extremely dense and dead air.

And above the clouds formed by dead air and turbidity, those dots of light are not stars, and they are definitely not as dense and beautiful as the stars. Instead, they are so dense that they give people goose bumps all over their bodies, and they feel as if their hearts are being pierced by the most greedy, hungry, and cruel gazes in the world! !

These spots of light are eyes, the eyes of demons.

Above the clouds were densely packed demons and ghosts. Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of corpses, skeletons, and ghosts were densely packed together, squirming... So many demons were piled up together, layer upon layer, corpses on corpses, corpses crawling on corpses, piled up like a mountain...

There are too many monsters. Even the clouds formed by death energy cannot completely cover up the light emitted from the eyes of so many monsters.

The reason why he didn't see it clearly before was because the monsters in the sky were too far away from Yang Yan. Yang Yan just took a casual look before and didn't see it clearly, so he thought they were clouds.

But now looking carefully, Yang Yan was frightened.

The distance from here to the clouds is too far. Even without any reference objects, Yang Yan feels that the distance is no less than 100,000 meters.

But even though they were so far away, Yang Yan could still see the eyes and outlines of those monsters, so how huge must their bodies be!
After a long while, Yang Yan came back to his senses and cursed in his heart: "Fuck, it's a good thing I didn't travel directly to that place when I came to this world."

At this time, Yang Yan felt that this world was too weird, and he even wanted to leave.

However, considering that I will eventually have to come in and contract the undead, I have to stop practicing undead magic and stop using undead magic, otherwise I will not be able to escape.

"There are monsters and demons in the sky. Maybe there is something wrong with the spatial distribution of this world." Yang Yan muttered to himself.

Yang Yan has also learned a lot about the science of space. He knows that the spatial rules of each plane are different. At the same time, a strong person can also change the spatial distribution.

Therefore, demons and monsters are mixed together above the clouds, which may be the work of some powerful person in this world.

"Forget it. This isn't important to me at the moment. I'd better search along the ground to see if there are any undead spirits I can contract with."

Yang Yan's consciousness body moved again at a speed of ten thousand meters per breath. Yang Yan's consciousness body was very fast.

The height of the land in front was decreasing, and Yang Yan's consciousness maintained a certain height above the ground and flew away from the white palace.

Yang Yan, who was flying at this time, suddenly felt that something was wrong with the land below him. It was not only because he did not have a simple undead.
Moreover, it was because the height of the land in front of him kept getting lower and lower, and the height of each section of land was almost the same, so he seemed to be flying in an arc.

Suddenly Yang Yan saw a white spot in front of him, and he flew towards it.

Not flying far, Yang Yan suddenly stopped. Even though Yang Yan was a conscious being, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

When the white dot gets closer, it turns out to be a white palace.

This white palace looks very similar to the palace I have seen before. It is also made of white jade. The jade walls are smooth enough to reflect the sky in it.

It was also like the eerie white color used in funerals, with gloom everywhere, and the smoothness of the jade could not dispel the smell of death at all.

"Am I trapped in a maze, or have I run to the other side?" Yang Yan thought in panic.

The ghost wall was not a big deal, Yang Yan just flew some distance and then went back.

(End of this chapter)