It was as if… there was a battle within the chamber.
The formation that Fu Chen had set up was only blocking sound from the outside from reaching the chamber. However, the knocking sound from within the chamber could be heard every now and then.
Although the sound was not loud, cultivators were extremely sensitive to sound. Fu Qingjiu went white after hearing the sound. Her frail body faltered as if she would slump to the ground anytime...
Fu Chen too noticed the movements behind him. He patted his head with his hands.
"Oops, sorry."
Fu Chen crouched down. Simply no one knew what was going on. The sound behind him died out as if blocked by an invisible wall.
"Alright. Aunt, how can I help you?" A bright smile plastered on Fu Chen's young face.
Hearing this, Fu Qingjiu's mind went blank. The sound died out and all Fu Qingjiu could hear now was the ear-piercing sound lingering in her mind…
