C870 Another Death Spirit

"Chief, it's bad!"

Suddenly, an anxious voice was heard. A young man from the Duanmu family, who was in his twenties, ran over in a panic.

"Wu Lan, what happened?" Duanmu Fenghua frowned and asked.

Duanmu Wu Lan was usually a very steady person. What exactly was it that made him so rash?

"The void suddenly collapsed