To be honest, the power of this platinum light was so terrifying that even those cultivators at the seventh realm couldn't help but be horrified. What kind of monster is this?!
It didn't resemble a human, a ghost, or a zombie. Instead, it seemed like some naturally formed evil entity, with a hint of immortal etherealness.
Chu Xuan, still shrouded in that ghostly green light, coldly scanned the room and flew towards the exit of the Grotto Heaven without saying a word.
The strange, beautiful head circled around him, guarding him as they flew out.
The crowd, originally packed tightly, immediately cleared a path for him. But just at this moment, someone still shouted fearlessly, "Don't let him escape!"
It was the utterly disheveled Shangguan Ming. The old man hadn't been at the front, luckily avoiding being killed by the light.
