C1871 Breaking the Formation

If Jiang Zhuo were to alarm this wisp of remnant soul, it would probably destroy the entire trial space!

No one knew how much time had passed.

Jiang Zhuo's mind had long since become numb. Although the suppression of the sea of souls was still continuing, he no longer continued to resist it. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

On his Purple Mansion