Song Zhong could see nothing now, hear nothing, had completely lost every sense he possessed, and had no way of knowing what was happening outside.
In this state, he had even lost all concept of time.
And he could clearly feel himself growing more and more frantic.
This frenzy was not only because he could not sense anything; it also seemed to be because some special power had descended.
He did not know how much time had passed when, all of a sudden, a faint stab of pain came from his body.
It was as if his body had been sliced open by a sharp blade.
Had a cultivator ambushed him?
Song Zhong's expression changed abruptly. Was it another cultivator who had attacked him outright because they had been affected by that special power?
Or were other Ferocious Beasts attacking?
He suddenly thought of the claw marks he had once seen in those shattered Great Thousand Worlds of the Cosmos Rulers. Could those terrifying Ferocious Beasts have descended?
"Hiss..."
Another stab of pain came.
Although he could not sense anything in the outside world, he could still feel the pain on his own body.
Though the level of pain was ordinary, he could not simply allow the other party to keep attacking him like this.
Even if he had no way to determine right now whether it was another cultivator wildly attacking after going mad, or some other existence, he had no choice but to act.
He still had to preserve his condition.
Song Zhong raised his hand and swept it out around him. In the next instant, the space around his body folded layer upon layer.
Immediately, he was no longer attacked. But what about the other cultivators?
Song Zhong could only ensure that the overlapping space protected himself.