C974 Victory Was in His Grasp

In the dark coffin, the passage of time was slow to the extreme. Lee Qin tried her best to stay awake but felt that she was gradually disappearing, being swallowed, and walking into the terrible abyss.

Kawakami Zirou's finger traced across the coffin, and the chains on it seemed to sense something, emitting a faint light that instinctively repelled it.

As a wisp of black smoke rose