"Life-and-death crisis?" Inside the spacecraft cabin, a hint of astonishment appeared on Zhou Xinyue's face. She had personally witnessed Lin Mo's power, having seen him cut off Luo Hong's arm in the Refining God Pavilion. Ordinary Star System Level strong opponents posed no fear for him, yet sensing a life
and death crisis now meant that whoever was tracking them must be extraordinarily powerful.
"Hmm, there's an ominous premonition telling us we should leave here quickly and find a space node for space transmission!" Lin Mo frowned deeply, his hands crossed behind him, a hint of gravity hanging on his face.
The presence giving him the sense of a life-and-death crisis had definitely to be a dangerous figure. Lin Mo furrowed his brows tightly, urging the spacecraft to its fastest speed. If there truly was a crisis, he might need to use the Blood Python.
