"If I guess correctly, we are actually still in the ancient royal city, but we are just trapped in a certain realm."

Su Chen's voice condensed and he said.

The great powers of the three realms of Chakravartin can be condensed into their own realm.

However, everyone's field is usually placed in battle.

There are very few people who can seal their territory on a piece of rice paper.

And this time.

What Feng Xiaoxiao planned against Su Chen was to seal a mysterious and strange realm on rice paper to trap Su Chen.

"Then how do we break this boundary?"

Chu Xiangxiang's jade eyebrows moved slightly and said.

"wait!"

Su Chen stood outside the door and looked up.

Seeing the dark sky and earth all around.

It seemed like there was endless black mist brewing and about to erupt.

This aura is so strong that even someone with a cultivation level comparable to the Immortal Wheel Realm would be frightened.
Chapter completed!