At this moment, in the midst of battle, Wang Xuan felt immense pressure. How could he not be aware of the Primordial Spirit Body of the alien race's power? But apart from giving his all, he had no other way.
The oppressed alien race was still imprisoned within his Primordial Spirit, while pursuing another alien, Wang Xuan entered Lin Xiyue's Sea of Consciousness.
In the boundless chaotic space, where the core houses the soul, Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit had just entered when he felt a coldness from the heart.
This coldness was like a naked person walking in an icy world, the piercing pain making the whole body tremble and shiver uncontrollably.
A light appeared amidst the chaos, one path in the silver radiance carried a golden gleam, while another was eerie with black within the gold, belonging to Lin Xiyue and Wang Xuan respectively.
