The instant that enormous tentacle, slick with dark-purple mucus, forced more than half its body out of the dimension rift that had been torn open, the physical laws of the entire underground cavern completely collapsed.
There was no howling gale, no earth-shaking tremor. In their place came a hair-raising dead silence.
In less than one-thousandth of a second, gravity increased ten thousandfold without the slightest warning.
Crack, crack, crack—
The Obsidian ground, already reduced to ruins, let out a tooth-grinding groan beneath this terrifying pressure that simply did not belong to the dimension of Douluo Continent.
The hard stones, each the size of a human head, did not even have the right to bounce. They were crushed in place by an invisible colossal force into powder finer than flour, then pressed deep into the ground.
Air was no longer gaseous. It had become thick and heavy, like mercury mixed with lead. Every instinctive attempt to draw it into the lungs turned into an exceptionally cruel torture, as if countless rusty files were sawing madly through flesh along the windpipe.
Level ninety-nine, Extreme Demigod Pressure!
This was already the upper limit of energy that the low-dimensional plane of Douluo Continent could currently contain.
If this power became even a fraction stronger, the rock strata beneath Heaven Dou City would be annihilated in an instant, and even the spatial barrier would be completely detonated.
On that tentacle, as thick as a mountain ten thousand zhang tall, there were no scales and no barbs. Densely packed across its surface, thousands of dark-purple eyes writhed without any pattern, like vicious tumors embedded in rotting flesh.
The instant the tentacle fully emerged from the rift, those thousands of tightly shut eyes opened all at once!
What kind of gaze was that?
There was none of