Jiang Yanxu's first reaction upon seeing the young man was to immediately punch him into pieces. Unfortunately, he suddenly realized that the time and space around him had been forcibly frozen, plunging into a swamp-like silence.
In this domain, only those who are permitted can move.
He seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head to look out the window.
On the platform outside the car window, Jing Ci looked up at him. Those blood-red pupils seemed to reflect a majestic Ancient Dragon, filled with a bloodthirsty and ferocious meaning, and a terrifying roar could be vaguely heard.
Jing Ci!
Everyone is of the Eighth Rank, and logically, Space Freeze should not render him immobile. At most, it could only allow for minimal movements like turning his head, blinking, or moving his mouth, which was likely deliberately allowed so that he could answer some questions before his imminent death.
