The Nether Divine Power flowed along Qin Ruan's fingertips, surged into Xia Yunchen's Governor Vessel, and penetrated his eyes.
Qin Ruan spoke with an indifferent tone, "I know you still harbor doubts. I'm not even sure if you can survive till tomorrow, but I want you to see it for yourself to be at ease."
Ordinary people can't see the Spirit Monsters wreaking havoc, unless under special circumstances that involve certain magnetic field influences.
With the Nether Divine Power permeating Xia Yunchen's eyes, the extensive living room was filled with a thick, evil aura, as vivid in his view as the autumn mist.
This strange scene, emitting an unusual black fog, caused Xia Yunchen's head to throb painfully, his mouth slightly open, unable to close.
