"Nine seconds!"
"Five seconds!"
You glanced at Zhang Zifeng again and realized that as the time drew closer, he appeared even more composed and calm.
"Three, two, one!"
Hmm?
The time had come, but the anticipated curse had not occurred.
Was this just a feint?
After a brief silence, Xian Qianling sighed lightly and said, "It seems that this was just a bluff by the murderer."
As she spoke, Xian Qianling was about to reach for the cellphone on the ground.
"Wait!"
You suddenly shouted, halting Xian Qianling in her tracks. You hurriedly pulled her behind you, then swiftly opened your eyes wide as two Sen Luo Curse Marks spun into action!
As the Sen Luo Curse Marks revolved, the eight talismans on the ground also started to spin rapidly, causing the cellphone to levitate mid-air.
Under your gaze, a plume of black smoke slowly drifted out from the cellphone.
