"Come... Come..."
A faint, ethereal voice seemed to echo in the depths of Qin Feng's mind.
"Are you the one calling me?" With his sharp gaze, Qin Feng instantly locked onto the unusually strange Stone Man pinned beneath the Cyan Dragon Claw.
In a flash, Qin Feng appeared before the stone dragon. His eyes flickered as he reached out and placed a hand on the Stone Man's head.
As Qin Feng's hand made contact with the Stone Man, a voice emerged with perfect clarity in his mind.
"Someone has finally come to the Refining Spirit Hall!"
The voice was faint, yet it carried an immense majesty. The being behind it had to be a terrifying existence. From its tone, Qin Feng felt a powerful, oppressive sensation, as deep as an abyss and as suffocating as a prison.
The voice wasn't loud, but in its presence, Qin Feng felt as if he were facing the world itself.
