A colossal Black Vortex loomed over the Southern Frontier Battlefield, devouring all things, devouring everything!
Mountains and rivers, fallen rocks and trees—all were swallowed!
Only when nothing remained to devour did the spinning Black Vortex slowly stop. As it ceased rotating, its terrifying suction faded little by little...
Once the Black Vortex stopped spinning, it began to collapse and disintegrate, as though it had reached its limit and could endure no more.
"A Spatial Node..."
Watching the collapsing, disintegrating Black Vortex, Star River Ancestor's expression shifted. "There was actually a Spatial Node in the Southern Frontier Battlefield. Why had it never appeared before, and why had we never detected it? Spatial Nodes are usually extremely stable, so why did one suddenly appear?"
"And another thing..."
"Where does this Spatial Node lead?"
Star River Ancestor's heart sank slightly. Across more than half the Southern Frontier Battlefield, almost all the Outer Realm Demon Spirits and Cultivators had been swallowed into the Black Vortex. If the other end of the Spatial Node was a Death Land or a Savage Land...
The many Cultivators who had fallen into it would likely face far more peril than hope!
"Investigate!"
Star River Ancestor cast a cold glance at Great Commander Hai Dong. Perhaps sensing his gaze, Great Commander Hai Dong sneered and looked back at him with equally icy eyes.
Compared to Star River Ancestor, Great Commander Hai Dong was much calmer. He did not care in the slightest about the many Outer Realm Demon Spirits that had fallen into the Black Vortex.
That was indeed how things stood.
It was far easier for the Outer Realm Demon Spirits to nurture a One-Star Ancestral God than it was for Cultivators.
Great Commander Hai Dong would not care even if he lost three One-Star Ancestral God Divine