The fear effects ahead were nullified, while the vitality refund was behind.
In Qian Cangyi's heart, everything suddenly felt unreliable—even the leader to the Time Tomb gang was faced with all kinds of trouble.
At this moment, he felt like a frog trapped at the bottom of a dry well, only now truly leaving the well to see the outside world.
The blood-colored vortex gradually approached, its pitch-black hollow center deep and mysterious, sending shivers down the spine. Yet, in this very moment, Qian Cangyi felt warmth and familiarity from the blood-colored vortex. Now, the only way to escape The Land of the End was to enter the vortex.
Qian Jiangyue stood motionless as a black iron chain bound his right hand.
