Xiao Chen was trapped in the Jiugong Valley, roaring to the skies, with his thick hair erect just like black flames dancing fiercely.
The complex and mysterious ancient demon pattern in the center of his forehead, resembling a vertical eye, opened. The space in front of him rapidly collapsed, creating a dark passage leading to an unknown place as waves of terrifying aura rolled out.
Thick fog poured out from the dark space, sweeping over Xiao Chen like a huge wave, submerged him and enveloped him with a nebulous mist, blocking the dense incoming attacks from the sky.
