Li Zihua's voice, carrying a profound weight, though softly spoken, caused the Moon Palace to tremble. The sound waves it stirred up even brought stillness to the blood sea around Crimson Goddess.
Xu Qing and the others also heaved a sigh of relief and quickly retreated.
They were well aware that the upcoming battle was not one they could participate in, even Soul Accumulation didn't have the qualifications.
Crimson Goddess was expressionless. Two spheres of crimson fire rose in Her empty eyes as She looked at Li Zihua, as though She wasn't surprised by his revival and arrival.
"After Mystic Nether left, time has changed. Li Zihua, it's meaningless for you to wake up."
Crimson Goddess calmly spoke. Her voice didn't contain the slightest emotion, neither joy nor sorrow.
This image was different in the eyes of different people.
