Bloom in Massacre

Leng Wushuang walked along the passage.

She walked fast. Whenever she passed, there was a feeling of lingering chill as if the mist was getting denser. That condensed fog had immense power.

After some time, she arrived near the compass.

When she stopped, she saw a compass in the middle of the path. It looked as though it was left carelessly.

There were various spiritual fluctuations around the compass.

'A remarkable method.'

These spiritual fluctuations seemed ordinary, but they gave a clear sense of threat.

As soon as one approached the compass, they would be attacked. Resisting it would require considerable effort.

Leng Wushuang approached the compass without any hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, she reached the edge of the compass. She immediately reached out and picked up the compass.

In an instant, the spiritual energy surged, and an enormous force swept in like a tide with every breath.