Finally, with a thud, he plunged into the black tides.
The next moment.
In the place where the black tide spread a thousand meters away, he seemed to pass through a mirror, suddenly lifting his waist and restoring his original standing posture... plunging into the black tide, floating out of the black tide, this Soul Crusher, continued a kilometer migration every few seconds with this strange posture. His speed wasn't particularly fast, but just a glance back would evoke a deep sense of oppression.
This felt like a hunting game.
Tang Ran, was leisurely chasing the prey... the outcome of this game was destined from the start. He resembled a giant python that had already encircled its prey, applying pressure with its body, and all that remained was gracefully to slowly strangle the "prey."
"Escape... can we even escape?!"
Xu Hao gritted his teeth, glanced back, and was filled with despair with just one look.
The black tide was already looming close.
