"Rescue me, and I will grant all your wishes."
As Tu Xiao'an was lost in thought, the hollow voice spoke again. It was devoid of emotion, yet it carried a soul-snatching power.
Without even realizing it, Tu Xiao'an found himself about to run into the barrier.
In an instant, Tu Xiao'an snapped back to his senses. The barrier was naturally invisible, but there was a faint fluctuation. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it.
Tu Xiao'an focused his mind. His Consciousness Power was incredibly strong, yet he had nearly fallen for its trick. 'What in the world is this monster?'
"Rescue me, and I will grant all your wishes."
The sentence echoed out again. Tu Xiao'an sneered. 'Does it think I'm some kind of Aladdin's Lamp?'
Looking at the red skull, Tu Xiao'an felt a faint, very bad premonition in his heart. The feeling could even be called a sense of crisis.
