Even with Qin Jin's well-tempered physique, he felt an overwhelming strain. After barely sustaining himself for a few seconds, he hurriedly halted the operation of the Breathing Technique, and the starlight formed by his Primordial Power dimmed.
At this moment.
A gentle voice sounded within the glow in his perception.
"Interesting."
Qin Jin suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked around.
His figure was still in the courtyard, without any movement.
There was a dislocation between his spiritual perception and the actual position of his physique.
"Just now, that was..."
"Where was I taken?"
"That voice..."
Thinking of the location of the Martial Abyss Martial Arts Series, a guess suddenly arose in his heart. Without hesitation, he clasped his hands and greeted, "Qin Jin from the Martial Abyss. If my cultivation just now offended Your Excellency the Star God, please forgive me."
No one responded.
But Qin Jin became even more certain of his guess.
