C761 Rakshasa Netherrealm 22
Beneath the Immortal Execution Platform, there was a dense fog and a foul atmosphere. Yun Poxiao could no longer find where he was, and it seemed like the odds were against him as well.
However, Su Yin was a ball of light. Even though she was injured by the fierce atmosphere under the Immortal Execution Platform, there was still a faint light. Yun Poxiao rushed over and grabbed her.
"Palace. .
