"Using those Guardians for spirit fusion?"
"Yes, thank you, senior, for your help." Jiang Miaoyin replied sweetly, as the Curse Spirit stepped forward to push. The Bronze Giant Gate immediately emitted an even louder noise, opening a crack in the middle, from which an extremely cold chill poured out.
Chu Xiu was somewhat surprised; the Curse Spirit's power was terrifyingly great, with a Constitution probably nearing twenty thousand.
"This girl is not to be underestimated either."
Without thinking further, Chu Xiu focused his gaze beyond the Bronze Giant Gate.
In the gap that just barely allowed a person to pass through was a swirling gray mist, seemingly devoid of anything inside, just an empty space.
"Such dense Yin Qi," Jiang Miaoyin remarked.
Chu Xiu nodded.
