"Too late!" David Jones's heart skipped a beat.
As the azure sky turned pitch black, the distorted space-time around them began to present an irregular shattered state.
Whether it was the terrifying aura that seeped into one's very soul, making one's hair stand on end, or the body's reflexive response, everything was reminding David that he had stepped into the domain of an indescribable, horrific existence.
"Damn it, it's the Unborn Void God's Empty Three Realms Zone!"
In front of the dragon carriage, Lynn Lindwood stared blankly at the phantom of a skull city that emerged and disappeared quietly in the darkness. The long halberd behind her subconsciously emitted a soft hum, voluntarily falling into her hand and casting a gentle light to drive away the darkness within a radius of three zhang.
"Form the Sacred Radiance Dragon Circle!" Lynn, regaining her composure, commanded loudly.
