A pair of malicious and eerie eyes suddenly appeared in Chen Dengming's spirit, as if a gateway to hell had been opened in the depth of the darkness.
Chen Dengming felt as if his body was plunging rapidly, with visuals of an altar intermittently flashing in his mind.
The pupils were rolling around, like drills trying to penetrate his heart, peering into the many secrets hidden deep within his spirit.
In this moment, Chen Dengming did not even have time to pull out the second Long Spring Command Token. His Spirit-God and thought seemed to be sucked into a chillingly austere space by the pupils, unable to resist.
"The Dao..."
A low rumbling sound full of evil, accompanied by the fast-approaching pupils, reached Chen Dengming's mind.
It seemed to bore into his brain, scanning the secrets in his mind relating to Nanxun and Dao Orthodoxy.
