The Big Black Dog was afraid. It was worried that the middle-aged man next to it would turn into a corpse. Because he moved again just now, it decisively opened up an unknown space and vaguely saw a bronze coffin there.
In fact, that was only the last mark of the bronze coffin. It had already materialized and appeared, suppressing it in the vast, dark, and cold depths of the universe.
Back then, the bronze coffin had gone into the distance. There was no beginning, no end, and it was floating alone.
Now, the Big Black Dog had directly opened this space and was about to enter with the middle-aged man.
“Wait a moment, send me back!”Chu Feng shouted.
He saw the bronze coffin. That projection and that kind of aura shocked him.
Chu Feng felt that it was familiar. In the spiritual imprint number nine had shown him, there was this coffin and a person buried there. There was no beginning, no end, and they were traveling aimlessly.
