"Senior, what is going on?"
Lin Ce felt the vibrations growing more intense, his breathing hitching. He sensed that the Death Prison Tower was now saturated with spiritual energy, more potent even than the spiritual pool of the Wushen Sect in Miaojiang.
Before he could press for an answer, the mysterious woman let out a sharp, cold cry. She slapped the outer-space object with her slender, jade-like hand.
Chapter 453