The box opened, and a bone-chilling aura instantly permeated the air, like a freezing wind from the nether hell sweeping across everyone's faces.
Everyone suddenly felt their breath catch, their chests heavy as if crushed by a massive boulder, making even standing difficult.
Yin Sichen pulled Qin Zhizhi behind him, holding his golden spear horizontally across his chest, keeping a vigilant watch on the black box.
Chapter 149