"That was... the Black Disaster!!!"
The instant the black vortex appeared, Lin Sheng's heart shook violently. With a single glance, he recognized what it was.
How could the Black Disaster appear here? Wasn't it supposed to take another ten years to spread this far?!
As horror gripped him, the black mist that had swallowed the Thousand-Eyed Nether Lord seemed to notice his presence. A wisp separated from it and drifted toward him. Lin Sheng had no time to think.
His figure instantly became a crimson blur, shooting backward like lightning.
Even a powerful existence like the Thousand-Eyed Nether Lord, who stood at the pinnacle of Void Beasts, had been given no chance to resist the black mist despite his injuries. That alone proved how terrifying and troublesome it was-far more so than the black mist Lin Sheng had encountered on the Eastern Sea.
He had absolutely no intention of confronting it head-on.
As he fled at full speed, he let out a thunderous shout, remembering to warn Tang Chong in the distance.
Tang Chong had clearly noticed the black vortex as well. Horror appeared on his face, but he quickly reacted and retreated frantically.
Compared to the Thousand-Eyed Nether Lord, the black mist seemed to have little interest in them. The wisp it released was not particularly fast, and after pursuing them for a while, it gradually dispersed.
Even after the black mist vanished, Lin Sheng's heart remained suspended in his chest. He had witnessed that black vortex appear out of thin air. If it suddenly appeared before him, he would have no chance to escape.
Only after fleeing several thousand miles and confirming that everything around him was calm, without the slightest abnormality, did Lin Sheng stop.
His heart finally settled somewhat.
He stood atop a mountain peak, concentrating