At this moment, in that confined space, Blood Clothes was also staring intently.
Compared to Blood Shadow, she was isolated from that infinite space-time, even from the entire barrier.
But she could clearly sense a familiar aura.
It was Lu Yang!
It was Lu Yang's aura.
Blood Clothes' expression tensed, the chains wrapped around her body kept trembling, and her body was also constantly trembling.
That familiar aura penetrated her soul.
Then, under the gaze of Blood Clothes, the luminescence from the necklace hung down, and next, a figure began to slowly emerge.
This figure was very blurry.
Extremely blurry.
But Blood Clothes still instantly recognized that this figure was Lu Yang.
Clad in white like snow, elegant and composed, his entire being exuding a wise and scholarly aura!
Lu Yang's phantom looked at the necklace, his eyes brimmed with complexity, the apology in his eyes causing Blood Clothes' heart to ache fiercely.
