This place was only about a thousand meters across. The ground was flat, paved with black stone bricks. At its center stood a massive black magic formation radiating intense demonic light, and tall walls enclosed the entire area.
There were powerful restrictions here as well, yet they seemed not to obstruct Zhao Fu. Instead, they shut everyone else outside, allowing Zhao Fu to enter and evade the others' pursuit.
This place was thick with demonic qi, its aura cold and wicked. One look told him it was no good place. Zhao Fu had no desire to stir up more trouble and intended to leave from the other side.
"Come here!"
Suddenly, an incomparably immense will flooded into Zhao Fu's mind, forcing his body to walk toward the black magic formation against his control.
Zhao Fu was horrified, and he cursed inwardly, Damn it! How did I end up somewhere I shouldn't have come to again? With that immense will, there's clearly no way I can resist.
"Esteemed Sir! I truly entered by accident. Please allow me to leave."
Zhao Fu had lost count of how many times he had said such words. Why was every corner of Imperial Path Academy so dangerous, with every single thing so tyrannical? Before such an immense will, he would be lying if he said he was neither afraid nor nervous.
This will felt as though it had been unleashed by a supreme expert, leaving Zhao Fu without the slightest room to resist. He could only shout aloud.
"Hmph! Spare you? Are you dreaming? This old man can sense that your bloodline is sacred blood. Not only is your bloodline terrifying, but your body also contains several even more horrifying powers. This old man will refine you into an avatar and leave this place."
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