"Wait for me... wait for me!"
Mo Xuanzi exerted all his strength to chase after Qin Jun and the others, his body covered in blood, looking extremely miserable as if his life force could dissipate at any moment.
Qin Jun slowed down his pace. Although Mo Xuanzi was a chatterbox and straightforward, he hadn't used any tricks along the way. Qin Jun had a fairly good impression of him and didn't mind taking him along.
"How come all the enchantments along the way are gone?"
Fuxi exclaimed in surprise, snapping the others back to reality.
They had traveled for dozens of miles without encountering a single enchantment, as if the previously omnipresent enchantment formations had all vanished.
A thought crossed Qin Jun's mind as if he had guessed something, and the expressions on the faces of the others also became peculiar.
Could it be that the man who called himself Death Path could control the Qiuming Abyss?
