Above the plains, Black Mist surged.
This entire stretch of space had become abnormally warped. It was difficult to describe such a sight. Within the whole space, everything that "could move"—including the grass and flowers covering the ground, particles, even the simulated atmosphere in the air, as well as birds, beasts, fish, and insects—had all lost the effects of gravity.
They spun madly. The entire space churned violently, as though it had been thrown into a centrifuge.
In a world where any cultivator with even slightly greater cultivation could fly, naturally no one had invented anything called a "roller coaster" or a "sky racer."
But if cultivators who witnessed this scene, or were even fortunate enough to experience this malignant Devil Tide, learned of such an amusement ride, they would certainly use "sky racer" as an analogy.
No one knew which parameter had been set wrong or which setting had gone awry on this map, but such a bizarre phenomenon had actually appeared!
This was an unprecedentedly terrifying Devil Tide!
"It's over! Completely over!" Song Chi, the Lord of Spirit Heart City, watched his many subordinates spiral into the sky and fell into profound despair.
"Father, hold on a little longer!" His daughter hurriedly grabbed him. "The people coming to support us will be here soon!"
"With a malignant Devil Tide like this, unless someone at the level of the Ninety-Eight Lords comes, who could possibly correct it?" The City Lord rebuked her, nearly bursting into tears. "And the Ninety-Eight Lords... more than half of the Ninety-Eight Lords aren't even in this world! The Seven Emperors still have to suppress the source of the Devil Tide... This, this... who can save Spirit Heart City?"
Unlike the Lord of Zao Tian City, a small fry, he knew at least a little