In the dark and cold space, Wei Zuo's expression became more and more terrified, especially the occasional screams from around him made his hair stand on end.
"This ghostly place is constantly absorbing my spiritual power and flesh and blood power." Wei Zuo looked gloomy, checking his own situation, and his spiritual power consumption was increasing. If he could not maintain his defense, that force would absorb the blood in his body.
"It's been almost two hours, and I haven't met a single person. It's like I'm standing still." Wei Zuo looked livid, and his heart became more and more uneasy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com