C172 End Up(1)

"Old dog, it's your turn."

An exceptionally cold and indifferent voice sounded. It was as if a small stone had been smashed into a calm lake wave. Layers of ripples appeared, and the scene that was reflected was blurry and distorted.

Within the void, chaotic spiritual energy intersected with each other, erupting with bone-piercing cold lights. On the surface of the space