The black net forcibly brought Black Wind to a halt in the midst of his supersonic flight.
You had to know, the two of you were flying tens of thousands of meters above the ground. How could there be a net here?
Once Black Wind had come to a complete stop, you saw clearly.
Dragon Person Race!
A Dragon Person Race squad of over a hundred held strange Spiritual Artifacts resembling showerheads, spraying black smoke rhythmically into the sky.
The black smoke condensed without dispersing, weaving into an enormous grid that reached from heaven to earth, as though it intended to cleave the world in two.
The smoke was only mist-like when it first sprayed from the "showerheads." Before long, it solidified, yet remained suspended in midair.
Black Wind had collided with those solid objects.
"Black Wind, how are you?"
"Just a minor wound. It's nothing!"
You could tell that Black Wind's condition was rather serious.
What he feared most during supersonic flight was hitting something.
Ordinary mundane objects would have been one thing. Black Wind's physique was anything but ordinary.
But what these Dragon People had made was clearly no ordinary thing.
"Go recuperate in the Cauldron World."
"But, Boss, there are enemies here."
"That's what the other side should be saying!"
Without allowing any argument, you stored Black Wind in the Cauldron World.
The Ten Thousand Soul Golden Banner in one hand, the Qilin Arm in the other.
Black Wind's injury angered you. "Hulk" took effect; you lowered your rationality slightly, and your size and strength rose accordingly.
A sweep of your Spiritual Sense revealed one Martial Saint-level opponent and one hundred and twenty ant-level ones.
"Earthly Venerable! Our Demon Sealing Net was smashed through!"
"Earthly Venerable, look! A person suddenly appeared! And there was a horse too...