Breathing

Blood flowed down from Chen Changsheng's wrist and fell upon the chains, splashing as it began to flow through the carved lines, seeping deep into the chains. The blood that remained on the surface of the chains evaporated in the wind and blazed into blue flames that spurted boundless heat and light in all directions.

This was the formidable power of Phoenix blood.

Those lines carved into the chains and the wall began to exude rays of light as the array slowly began to activate. A Qi that was difficult to describe, like spring leaves or autumn fruits, appeared in the cavern.

This Qi contained the divine strength of time.

At this time, the little Black Dragon had already arrived on the ground, her black hair madly flying around her, her beautiful face brimming with fiendish intent. In her similarly madly flying black clothes, one could faintly see bits of ice like diamonds spilling down!

This was a sign that she had already brought her Qi to the peak.