She looked at Luo Qingchen with concern, noticing that although his expression remained calm, a faint trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating the immense effort it took to maintain the protective shield.
Luo Qingchen forcibly swallowed the metallic taste in his throat, as the Chaotic Power circulated with difficulty within him, repairing any cracks that could appear on the shield at any moment.
He knew the risk of this teleportation far exceeded expectations.
When he adjusted the coordinates, he merely selected a direction roughly away from the Xuanyin Sect's outpost, but he had no idea where exactly they would be transported.
Even worse, he felt the passageway becoming increasingly unstable, with an even darker, more chaotic area seemingly appearing ahead, exuding a heart-pounding aura of void!
"Hold on tight!" Luo Qingchen shouted in a deep voice, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
