C1170 No Complaints No Regrets

Following after the ten thousand souls pulling the coffin, Jing Yunxiao and the others pretty much pushed their speed to the limit.

He could just barely keep up.

Or maybe the ten thousand souls pulling the coffin had deliberately slowed down.

Even the Nine Hells Holy Primordial Flame was unable to illuminate the surrounding area.

It was as if he had entered a real world of darkness