C1870 Soldiers Make It Difficult

Ning Caichen's expression changed drastically.

An old voice sounded in his head.

"Leave the lake for an hour, otherwise you will be killed."

"Senior is?" Ning Caichen replied. There was no one around him.

"I am the Artifact Spirit of this secret realm."

"A secret realm is a Godly Artifact?" Ning Caichen said in shock.

"That's right."

Ning Caichen asked some questions about the secret realm