Su Chen saw an ancient scroll in a book, and his spirit seemed to be enveloped by it.
Then he entered a mysterious space.
A red storm was swirling around at an astonishing speed,
the violent fluctuations it emitted were enough to strike fear into a strong practitioner.
In the midst of that storm was Su Chen, his expression extremely solemn with a hint of nervousness,
clearly, even he did not dare to be too reckless in the face of the unknown.
In this world, too many gifted geniuses have fallen; after years of hard work, Su Chen had only now reached this stage,
without having reached the pinnacle of this world, he did not wish to become one of those tragic figures.
"Boom!"
The storm swept around the cultivation platform, and suddenly, streaks of crimson flame burst forth, charging directly towards Su Chen below.
Was this a tribulation?
Su Chen was shocked, not expecting to encounter such a thing; if successful, his strength would undergo a drastic change.
