Devouring I

Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman.

This person had appeared out of nowhere, her origins unknown, and everything she said was inexplicable. He had no choice but to raise his guard.

"May I ask who you are...?"

he asked softly.

The woman did not answer. She merely gazed calmly into the distance.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Lin Xin's vision blurred. The woman had vanished from before his eyes in an instant.

He blinked, true essence surging within him, yet he could not find the slightest trace of the woman from before.

Only the Wind Sound howled through the surroundings.

Lin Xin's expression did not change. Ignoring the woman, he turned and looked toward the distant windmill.

"The auras of the two Dao Ancestors have both been heading toward that windmill. It seems I have no choice but to make a trip there."

This place was mysterious and bizarre, and it must be concealing some great secret. Its spacetime level was certainly stronger than the Fortieth Layer Abyss.

It could suppress his strength to such a feeble extent. He even suspected that this might be a place beyond the legendary Sixtieth Layer Abyss.

He drew a deep breath.

Lin Xin slowly raised his leg and walked toward the windmill, leaving one footprint after another.

The gravitational pressure here was terrifying beyond measure. Even if he drove the true essence within him at full force, it only increased his speed by the slightest amount.

If not for the destructive attributes supporting his body, Lin Xin feared that after only a few steps, the dreadful pressure would have crushed him into minced flesh.

Even now, despite all that, he could only walk toward the windmill step by step like an ordinary person.

The distance looked to be no more than several