Lingering souls!
Those God and Demon lingering souls that wait for someone to walk into the Divine Demon Ancient Battlefield, and then possess them to be reborn!
"Such bad luck!" Ji Yaohua couldn't help but curse.
Under such gravity, they could hardly lift their hands, and yet they encountered these lingering souls. How could they possibly resist?
"Look, they don't seem to be affected by this space!" Xi Qianxue suddenly noticed and alerted everyone.
Mu Qingge remained silent. In her heart, she thought, 'The gravity affects physical bodies, so it naturally has no effect on these lingering souls. Indeed, as Ji Yaohua said, quite unlucky.'
"They're coming!" Ying Ze's voice was low as he spoke.
The lingering souls rushed toward them rapidly, as if they had smelled the aura of the living here, and charged wildly.
"Ah—!" Suddenly, Ji Yaohua let out a furious roar.
