"Primordial Forbidden Art—Eternal Primeval Wilderness."
Ning Yi's voice echoed through the Boundary Sea, carrying an indescribable desolation and weight.
The golden spell formation abruptly expanded, instantly covering a void stretching millions of miles in every direction.
Ye Lin had no time to evade and was enveloped by the formation.
The next moment, an illusion appeared before his eyes.
No, it was not an illusion.
It was real.
He had been pulled into an ancient primeval world.
Beneath his feet lay a vast expanse of land, crimson-red and cracked into countless fragments, scorching magma surging from the fissures.
Above him was a dim gray sky. There were no stars in it, only roiling dark clouds and unceasing purple lightning bolts.
In the distance, colossal beasts roared.
Those giant beasts were unlike any creature Ye Lin had ever seen.
Some stood as tall as mountains, their bodies covered in bone spikes. Every step they took made the earth tremble.
Some soared like birds, their spread wings blotting out the sky and sun. Every beat of their wings stirred up violent gales.
Others lurked within the magma, exposing only two enormous eyes burning with ghostly green flames.
All these giant beasts radiated a savage, primitive aura, one that seemed to have come from the ancient primeval wilderness.
Ning Yi's figure appeared in the sky. He floated beneath the dark clouds, the golden radiance around him making him seem like a god.
"This is my Primordial Forbidden Art—Eternal Primeval Wilderness."
His voice descended from the heavens, echoing through this ancient world.
"What you see is not an illusion, nor an illusory realm, but a real primeval world condensed from Primordial Origin Force."
"Here, what you must face is not merely me, but these countless primeval giant beasts as well."
The instant his words fell,