Li Xin formed the Immovable Ming King Hand Seal, and his mind instantly cleared. Accompanied by a loud shout—this time, a chilling muffled sound emerged within the mist beyond what was usually a spiritual ability reaction. A golden die spun, and a massive golden silhouette seemed to pierce through the mist as though it was appearing behind Li Xin. Golden light enveloped Li Xin.
At this moment, Li Xin looked around again—not at the mist, but at numerous ghostly phantoms with varying shapes that clawed and entwined around him. Some tendrils wrapped around him and Simmons, pulling and roaring in excitement...
Shit!
