Don’t disturb?
What was sleeping or nurturing at the bottom of this black prison?
After Meng Qi realized that Liu Luo was clueless as well, he looked at the ghost emperor floating in the air like soup. He looked past the specks of yin fire around him to the deepest part of the pitch-black prison. He saw that it was taking shape, red, gold, orange, green, and other colors seemed to fly out from the bottom.
“What are you disturbing?”He pondered for a moment and asked straightforwardly.
The Vague Dao pattern on Cheng Tang’s glabella was prominent. His eyes revealed a dignified look, which contained a fierce light. He said in a low and hoarse voice,
“It has nothing to do with you. Retreat quickly, or don’t blame me for being Merciless.”
