At the center of the Dead Silence Starfield floated a huge, twisted hollow in the void. It seemed capable of devouring and destroying everything, sending a chill down anyone's spine at first sight.
"This is the place!! This place actually feels dangerous to me. The Star Moon Sky Serpent Race truly deserves death."
Yang Feng stared at the Twisted Hollow in the center of the Dead Silence Starfield, a grave look flashing through his eyes.
Within this Dead Silence Starfield, a place riddled with dangers even in the eyes of Saints, Yang Feng had crushed his way through, directly shattering every strange phenomenon he encountered. The only thing that made him feel danger was that enormous twisted hollow.
"In this universe, there are only a handful of Dangerous Grounds capable of harming me. Let me see what lies beyond this Twisted Hollow!"
A cold gleam flashed through Yang Feng's eyes. He stepped forward and entered the range of the Twisted Hollow.
A terrifying pressure capable of crushing a Saint into dust instantly descended upon Yang Feng's body.
Countless mysterious runes emerged from Yang Feng's body, forming layers upon layers of spell barriers that enveloped him.
A Devouring Black Hole abruptly appeared, madly devouring the power of the Twisted Hollow.
A vast, boundless force surged from the Twisted Hollow. With a single crushing sweep, it pulverized the Devouring Black Hole, and that immense power bore down on Yang Feng, shattering the spell barriers layer by layer.
Within only a few breaths, all eighteen barriers around Yang Feng, each capable of defending against a Saint's attacks, collapsed. That incomparably terrifying crushing force engulfed his body, grinding away at his flesh, bones, and soul inch by inch.
After advancing to the mid Great Saint realm, Yang Feng's physical body had become infinitely close