บท 1953: Nine Remoteness Ocean

Due to the fluctuations, the surrounding space became somewhat unstable.

The four drops of blood essence burst forth with dazzling light at the same time.

Ye Chen stood where he was without moving. He was considering how to escape.

He would never give up until the very last moment.

He raised his head and looked around. He found that there was an abyss a thousand meters away from him.

Although he did not know what was at the bottom of the cliff, this was his only chance to survive.

The joint formation of the Hall of Souls' experts had already begun to take shape. Bolts of lightning appeared above Ye Chen's head.

Dark clouds covered the sky. The moment the formation was completed, these lightning bolts would descend.

Ye Chen gripped the Rotten Beast Sword tightly. The formation was not complete yet and there were still some weak spots.