Just as Zhao Sheng and the other person were rapidly distancing themselves from the ruins in a chase, the platinum platform standing in the center of the ruins seemed to sense something. Suddenly, blood-colored patterns emerged on its smooth outer walls, interwoven like veins to form an incredibly complex ancient formation.
Strands of bloody light seeped out from within the platform, slightly illuminating the darkened sky. Meanwhile, deep underground, whose depth was unknown, a figure stood in the profound darkness.
These figures were numerous and extended to an unknown end, countless in number.
With the platform being activated by Feng Xianxian, two points of blood-colored light abruptly lit up in the deep darkness below. A figure lowered its head slowly lifted, gazing upwards as if sensing something.
