Just as the array was about to completely close, the entire passage suddenly trembled violently.
At the gap that was only as wide as a person, the space twisted and deformed like a shattered mirror, emitting a tooth-grinding "crack" sound.
"Just three more array patterns!" Zhou Qing's voice came through the mask, laden with suppressed urgency.
His fingers moved swiftly, hundreds of spirit seals moved in batches along the edge of the gap.
Every spirit seal that landed made the twisted space a bit more stable.
Ji Yunluo's bony fingers also never stopped, thirty thousand spirit seals formed a radiant wheel around her.
Her cloudy eyes were fixed deadly on the core array pattern, more relieved as she sighed: "Don't worry, on my side there's just the last one—"
Before she finished speaking, an abrupt change occurred!
"Roar——!!!"
A deafening roar echoed from the depths of the gap, its sound wave was so strong it caused the silver barrier of the entire passage to ripple.
