Under the chilling night sky, a sinister cold wind suddenly arose, causing everyone present to shiver, feeling as if their souls were about to freeze stiff.
"Argh..."
A roar originating deep from the soul suddenly emanated from the gate, piercing and dreadful, extremely powerful, directly assaulting one's soul.
Following that, a bone-chilling yin energy transmitted from the gate, with surges of grey fog billowing intensely, to the extent that even the silver moon and countless stars in the sky could not penetrate the thick haze.
The surrounding area for several miles plunged completely into a chilly realm.
Suddenly, the grey fog split to form a small path in the middle; a black and a white, two orbs of light rushed out from the portal and lazily arrived in front of Li Qingming.
These two orbs of light were clearly two figures, both garbed in hemp robes, with tongues hanging out.
