"Su Chen..." Zhen Sisi's face had long since turned colorless. If anyone could most acutely feel the terror of that large seal at this moment, she might be the clearest apart from Su Chen, because she was barely within the attack range.
Of course, the lock she felt from the seal was not even a fraction of Su Chen's experience, merely a tiny edge, yet even so, at this moment, she was completely unable to move. Being locked by the Saint Emperor Seal felt like her physical body and Divine Soul were separated, her thoughts were thoughts, and her body was just her body, utterly rigid.
The aura of death was so thick it almost filled her whole being, as if she was entering the Yellow Springs Hell.
Too terrifying.
So she worried for Su Chen, worried to the point where it felt like all the blood in her body had drained away, and her face was without the slightest trace of color.
