Turning Misfortune Into Fortune

The wind above Sea City howled non-stop.

All the dark clouds seemed to have gathered at the same point and gathered above Li Yuanqing's head. They were still pressing down, as if they wanted to use their huge weight to crush Li Yuanqing into a meat pie.

Ye Qiluo watched from the side in shock. Li Yuanqing seemed to have fallen into his own realm. No matter how she called him, it was useless. She did not know what to do. In any case, the situation was getting worse and worse. What should she do?

Ye Qiluo looked up at the dark clouds above her. These were not the biggest problems. The biggest problem was the devil crystal that had already become the size of a human head under their feet.