Nan Jinshu subconsciously turned to look. Standing here, he could see the situation at the door.
Yu Qian and Jin Yunlai stood in front of the Holy Jade of Chaos and were looking in the direction of the door.
Tuan Zi was also there. If not for the two of them watching, she would have rushed over.
Creak—
The sound of the door's hinges turning came clearly.
The door of the Fantasy Divine Hall was pushed open a crack.
Nan Jinshu's eyes widened in shock!
At this moment, a gust of wind blew!
Buzz—
An indescribable pressure covered heaven and earth, completely enveloping Chu Liuyue as if it wanted to completely crush her!
The wind swept over, lifting her black hair and fluttering the corners of her dress.
A few strands of messy hair covered her eyes.
