Night Eye, which had inherited the core civilization of the Fear Scorpion Mother's pantheon, was unquestionably the largest gathering place after the Blood-Derived Brood civilization collapsed in the wake of the Black Death Plague disaster.
That day.
On a remote section of the wind wall surrounding this vast eye, as two figures struggled fiercely to force their way through at the same time, Jiali, the first [Black Cloak] to enter the eye, breathed a small sigh of relief.
There was no sign of the danger he had imagined.
Breathing in the familiar scent of rust in the air, he saw the silhouettes of enormous brood plants looming in the scarlet mist, along with the faint ripples of a tidal wave of faith. The immense sense of open space left him certain that this really was a large wind eye, far bigger than any of the Blood-Derived wind eyes they had encountered before.
"Hm!?"
But soon,
his attention shifted to the wind wall behind him, where [Humble Scholar] Xixido was still struggling to squeeze through.
He certainly wasn't so arrogant as to think he had entered the eye first because he was stronger.
The truth was quite the opposite.
The stronger a creature's biological Energy Magnetic Field, the harder it was to cross the wind wall, due to its enormous mass. It often took a long time and required other sacrifices. For instance, when pioneers who wielded Law Power tried to force their way through, the wind wall's structure would violently shake, and they could get stuck inside it during the attempt, forced to endure whatever dangers came their way.
Fortunately, this wind eye was so vast.
It was spacious even by the standards of deities, so he probably wouldn't attract any attention.
The wind wall here was also far sturdier