Zhuo Ming already sensed the approach of death.
So terrified that he became utterly calm.
He only felt his heart grow cold to the point of freezing.
He frantically communicated with the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, and now, all he could rely on was the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes.
But...but what made him despair was that the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes didn't...didn't even dare to move, clearly afraid, clearly in fear.
He could feel the retreat of the Nine Paths of Nether Eyes.
How could it be?!
Zhuo Ming was about to go mad!!!
The Nine Paths of Nether Eyes, this...this is supposed to be an existence on par with the Azure Heaven.
How could it be afraid?
Zhuo Ming felt like he was having a nightmare, the most terrifying nightmare in the world.
"What...what did you do to me?! Aaaah..." Zhuo Ming trembled, his face pale as he screamed hoarsely, screaming like a madman, staring at Su Chen.
All around, within the entire Li City, all the Martial Cultivators were petrified.
