Under the surge of sufficiently dense cold Qi, all gases must make way!
Strangely, although the Spiritual Energy Carpet was gone, there was still a "carpet" at the hole, shrouded in gray mist, yet flickering with glowing sparks.
Doesn't it look like a Teleportation Gate to the Otherworld?
"Hiss..."
"Roar!!!" Grotesque cries echoed as heads emerged from the Underground Teleportation Gate, poking curiously.
Without exception, all were Celestial Treasure Race creatures!
Without exception, all had scarlet-red eyes!
"Du Yu! Don't! Du..." Yang Qingqing widened her eyes, pressing the communication button, but couldn't stop the determined young man!
In Du Yu's first-person perspective:
The Red Mist Woman's right hand contended with the Black Robe Leader's mist pillar, while her left hand clutched the immobilized Lin Shiwei. At the same time, she was swaying under the strikes of the Flame Soul Imprisonment.
