C742 You Guys Are Thinking too Much!

A red orb drifted slowly toward the blood-red fissure, and then a seductive voice emerged: "The Tribulation Gang has no use for the weak. Since you're on death's door, I'll gladly claim your soul..."

Zhong Lemei visibly flinched upon hearing the voice, swiftly preventing those who were about to plunge into the crimson gap.

Her gaze was fixed on the shadowy figure within the blood-red fissure