"Mm..."
Every inch of his skin bore astonishing pressure. The Robe of Appearances clung tightly to Green's body. When Green regained normal vision, there was a boom as the aura excessively compressed by space-time surged outward through this unknown void.
Crack, crack, crack, crack...
Under its influence, the space-time around Green seemed like a shattered glass mirror, fissures spreading with sharp cracks, dense and fleeting as they extended into the depths of the void.
Wooooom...
Immediately afterward, these fractured spatial cracks were filled and mended by exaggeratedly immense void power. Feeling the attacks of several thousand degrees constantly brushing past his body, Green gained a slight impression—this was only the fringe of the Chaos Void Domain.
The Day-Night Wings behind him gradually faded as Green left the coverage of the Wizard World's rules. The milky-white motes from the Truth-Balance Magic Staff silently dispelled the effects of the violent void power. As a cross-domain creature who had come from afar, Green's tri-colored eyes gazed toward the central region of the Chaos Void Domain that had caused all this turmoil.
The Chaos Void Domain was a battlefield for over a hundred incomparably terrifying void creatures equivalent to Level Seven and Level Eight. Under normal circumstances, even True Spirit Sovereigns would go to every effort to detour around this extremely dangerous region while traveling. The Black Witch King had been besieged in this dangerous region for decades. It was unknown whether he had fled here in desperation to circle around his enemies, or whether he had been ambushed after passing through this place with excessive confidence.
Generally speaking, the former was more likely.
This void was simply too vast. There were Chaos Void storms capable of terrifying even World Lords, not to mention the hundreds of super void creatures engaged in chaotic battle