Bab 433: the True Meaning Of the Mythical Grade (1)

"Since the beginning of time, who preached the Dao..."

Amidst the rumbling drums, a low chant sounded like gangrene that was attached to one's bones. It lingered around and lingered over.

"It's me!"

The earth-shattering answer was indescribably shocking.

"The top and bottom have yet to form, how can you test it?"

"I know!" An incomparably firm answer surged within the hearts of the people.

In the entire Luming Hall, a strange terror gradually spread.

The people realized that as that low moan appeared.

They could no longer control themselves.

Under their skin, there was something squirming.

Slowly, bit by bit.

Within their internal organs, there was something screaming.

In their souls, uneasy and ominous thoughts quickly spread.

However, no one could escape because everyone had already lost their freedom of movement.