Seeing Wang Qi turn and walk away, Chen Feng reached out to stop him. By now, the entire South Sea Exchange Academy had been covered by the Demon Race's mysterious laws, rejecting all human cultivators. Ai Qinglan had tried it herself. Even at her level, with the Heavenly Gate opened and one foot into the Primordial Spirit realm, she had still found it difficult to move forward.
Wang Qi was only on par with Ai Qinglan.
But before Chen Feng could speak his words of warning, Wang Qi had already stepped beyond the protection of the starship's radiant treasure light.
Then Chen Feng's eyes widened.
An invisible storm whipped Wang Qi's robes until they snapped and fluttered. This unprompted wind had formed when the spiritual energy of an area suddenly lost its balance, amplifying the kinetic energy of the air.
The storm gradually spread. Chen Feng felt his connection with the outer world suddenly become smooth and unobstructed, as though the suppression of the Later Demon Race had vanished in an instant.
This...
"Impossible!" Ao Liu · Shen Lan Jiao sensed the spiritual response coming from the throne. The laws he had laid down were failing.
They had not been shattered by brute force, but actively withdrawn.
The Later Demon Race, who bore the deepest hostility toward humanity, fell silent as one. They had no idea who this human was.
If one of those Immortals called "Free and Unfettered" had casually broken this layer of laws, none of them would have said anything. After all, they were not arrogant enough to think that methods of this level of divine dao could suppress Free and Unfettered Stage cultivators. But if human cultivators had needed to dispatch an Immortal to dispel this technique, or beg them to lift it, then the Later