Tianming landed on a dark platform surrounded by a dark starry sky. It was completely silent, free of sound and noise. "Hey?" He glanced at the tattoos on his body. Sure enough, they were all still there, even his totems.

"Fuck me! I’m back on your pecker!" Ying Huo gagged.

Here came trouble. Tianming never imagined that it would return to this position after death. "Wondersky Fairy! Wondersky Fairy! Please help me move its position." Tianming shouted, but no one replied. Both he and Ying Huo were about to cry. Meanwhile, the rest were unconscionable, laughing at their plight.

"Ha ha… ha ha… ha ha." Yin Chen's laughter was so stiff it sounded painful to the ears.

"Fifth, how dare you laugh!...