Li Lin watched as indifference suddenly welled up in the eyes of the woman, and a cold sweat broke out across his back.
Between her brows appeared a blood-red mark, writhing like an earthworm. All feminine charm vanished instantly, replaced by a stern, masculine aura.
The star map on the altar began to tremble, and the ninety-nine coiled-dragon pillars let out a chorus of dragon roars simultaneously. From the depths of the Ruins came a low, thunderous hum—a sign that the ancient ruins were about to open.
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