Song Qingxin felt regretful, but she had already expected such an outcome.
The Black Star totem at the center of the altar had formed a huge black vortex, and the Necromancer was in the middle of the vortex.
His upper body had already appeared, and his lower body was a void. His long robe woven from black mist fluttered with the spiritual energy Hurricane. His eyes, which flickered with ghost fire, revealed a disdainful and cold look.
Song qingxiao did not expect the Necromancer to look like this.
Just as she was feeling surprised, she was shocked to find that the spiritual power around her had started to change!
The massive energy that was cutting and pushing her body away earlier seemed to have been inexplicably summoned and began to surge toward the center of the black hole.
