Chapter Nine Hundred and Forty-Three: Runni

tly isolated to another world as if it were. 。The soul drifted in the air, everything around turning into white-hot color. All that could be heard was the roaring echo. 。How could this be, how could t... be this strong. 。Tang Wulin's pace didn't quicken, but the distance between him and the Spirit Pagoda seemed to shrink rapidly as if by magic. 。The top of the Transmission Spirit Pagoda 。Likewise, d...