In the Sea of Knowledge, the Silver Arcanists who had just stepped into the Void Realm fled in a frenzy. They wanted to exit the Void Realm directly too, but merely leaving required them to remain still for twenty seconds, and that was already enough time for the Void Creatures to feast and pick their teeth afterward.
They had never imagined that the quiet Sea of Knowledge could one day become so enraged. Waves crashed down one after another, battering them until they were dizzy and disoriented. They had also never imagined that on a sea where you could swim for half a day without necessarily encountering a single Fish-Slaying Dragon, there would one day be so many creatures packed together that they had nowhere to run!
Countless Void Creatures emerged from the seabed. Growth-stage creatures that were rarely seen in ordinary times were everywhere, and there was even no lack of mature-stage creatures spreading their wings and flying through the air. What terrified the arcanists even more was the mournful wail that pierced through ten thousand miles of White Mist. Just hearing it made their souls tremble uncontrollably and their courage scatter—this Status Rank suppression far exceeded imagination. It had to be an existence at least above the complete stage!
One Silver Arcanist after another died in the mouths of Void Creatures, and more than a few even lost their lives for real because of it. Arcanists did not truly escape death every time; it was just that after they died, their souls would rapidly return to their bodies within a few seconds. Generally speaking, Void Creatures could only take a few extra bites in that amount of time, so the arcanists could at least leave behind a bit of soul and make a comeback.
But this time, every