Fang Yi followed his senses and looked toward the endless, surging black tide.
That was right.
It was calling to him.
The black tide was calling to him.
Fang Yi was somewhat puzzled. This was not his first encounter with the Dark Tide. Though it had not been nearly as vast and turbulent before, it had been the same thing.
Yet when he encountered it last time, he had not felt this way.
Something seemed to exist within it, drawing him in and making him want to investigate.
Could it be because I hadn't edited the Dark Attribute before? Fang Yi suddenly recalled what they had mentioned earlier.
The Dark Tide seemed to erupt from the Source of Dark Attribute... If he traced it back far enough, perhaps he might have a chance to encounter that so-called Source of Dark Attribute.
Fang Yi instantly stopped where he stood.
His burning gaze turned toward the surging Dark Tide.
The Dark Tide reflected in his faintly glowing eyes, as though his pupils had been dyed a brilliant black.
Rumble!
The overwhelming Dark Tide continued to rage toward them. This was an unending feast of death. Everyone would die within the tide, buried here, with no way out.
Fang Yi had originally been in the middle of the group, but now he had fallen to the very back. When the tide swept over, Fang Yi would be the first to be swallowed.
The elders' expressions changed drastically as they noticed this.
"Fang Yi! Get to the front!"
Old Wu roared, his voice turning hoarse.
Fang Yi was a member of the Spirit Association—and even more so, a prodigy of the Xia Kingdom. Anyone could come to harm, except him!
The strength he had displayed earlier represented his boundless potential. He was far too