C718 The Tyrannical Ninth Floor of the Tower

Amidst the swirling light of the Eight Trigrams Formation, Ao Lingchen's stiff body trembled slightly, and his eyelids twitched up and down.

"Hu!"

A calm breathing sound came from the corner of his mouth, and his tightly shut eyes opened.

"An Origin Master!"

Staring deeply at his surroundings, Ao Lingchen muttered to himself