Thud, thud, thud~
The heart could only take so much negative impact from the Coffin-Sealing Sorcery, but Lin An became even more calm.
Listening to his own heartbeat, the spine-chilling sensation grew stronger and more unbearable. He looked at Chen Shuyun thoughtfully.
His Spirit Intuition faintly alerted him that he seemed to have touched upon some key to breaking the situation, and it all had to do with this witch.
Yes, his Spirit Intuition was still at work.
The powers bestowed by the Ugly Head's eyes were not suppressed by the Coffin-Sealing Sorcery. Maybe because this was at the level of a Sorcerer Zombie that his own sorcery couldn't completely suppress, or maybe for another reason. But now was clearly not the time to consider this issue.
Lin An keenly grasped Chen Shuyun's condition.
Suppose, just suppose Chen Shuyun used to be a normal person—hmm, Lin An hadn't encountered Chen Shuyun as a child, so he couldn't be sure.
