C2837 His Fate Was too Hard and He Couldn't be Divined

The fate is too hard to predict.

Putong!

Putong!

When Ning Qi entered the interior of the Divine Mountain, the hole healed on its own. His vision was pitch black, and he could only hear the sounds that sounded like they came from the ancient times. It was a sound that had never stopped beating! It was as if the voice contained some sort of mysterious power