C930 The Spectators

Zhao Ling'er's expression turned grave. She let out a soft sigh and spoke with an icy tone, "The concentration of Nightmare Spirit Qi here is overwhelming, and it's still broad daylight. To be carrying a coffin... This doesn't bode well."

Just then, a brilliant light pierced through the void, and a vast golden halo illuminated the area from a distance. "Such audacity