Boom!
With the closure of the tomb chamber door, the long-lasting lamps on both sides of the tomb passage immediately lit up autonomously, casting a dim yellow glow that illuminated the passage, yet still left a hint of chill lingering around the heart, sending shivers down one's spine without the cold.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Ling Feng felt a surge of killing intent explode, followed by the bone-chilling air once again wrapping around him, seemingly determined to eternally ice-seal him.
"Damned woman!"
Ling Feng clenched his fists, unable to believe that Tuoba Yan's move was so decisive—the moment the tomb chamber door closed, she had launched an attack on him.
"Wait a minute!"
Ling Feng immediately roared out loud.
The endless chill still enveloped him, as if from the depths of an infinite abyss, a voice without any hint of emotional fluctuation came through, "Any last words?"
"Miss Tuoba, attacking me now, don't you think it's a bit premature?"
