After, there was a boundless abyss, and in front of her was an encirclement by thousands. Yet, on Ye Qingtang's face, there wasn't even a hint of fear or panic.,Amidst the raging wind and trembling mountains, Ye Qingtang, who was resting in the harbor, fell into the abyss with a shattered boulder.,The next second, the man's finger suddenly tapped on Ye Qingtang's brow. A golden ray quietly melted into Ye Qingtang's brow...。