At this thought, Qing Chen did not hesitate in the slightest. He made his decision on the spot and raised his right hand without hesitation.
Magic power faintly circulated over his palm as he pressed it straight onto the handprint beneath the Inner Sect courtyard on the left.
The instant his palm touched the handprint, something suddenly changed!
An immense suction force surged out of the handprint, powerful enough to topple mountains and overturn seas.
The force was utterly overbearing. In the blink of an eye, it gripped his palm tightly, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not pull free even a fraction.
At the same time, the ancient stone stele standing nearby blazed with light. Dazzling rays shot in every direction like sharp swords.
Qing Chen saw a flash of white before his eyes. The intense light stabbed at them until he could barely keep them open.
Immediately afterward, a powerful force seized his body tightly.
Then, without giving him any say in the matter, it dragged him at tremendous speed in an unknown direction.
Wind howled past his ears, like thousands of troops and horses thundering by, or countless vengeful ghosts shrieking beside him, enough to make anyone tremble with fear.
"Why does it feel like I'm being forced every time I'm in this Blood Jiangshi Legacy Mansion? Can't you be a little gentler?
"Who designed this damned formation? He'd better not let me run into him later. If I do, I'll beat the hell out of him!"
A faint, stale smell permeated the desolate, silent cave abode.
Without any warning, a dark figure suddenly appeared within the vortex.
With a dull sound, an invisible force violently expelled the figure, sending him flying straight toward the space before the stone stele.
He hit the