In an instant, Heavenly River Water vapor billowed.
Great Yao Bai Ling fled for her life, plunging straight into the enormous city in the distance.
The vast black shadow, which resembled an entire world, swallowed every demon, all the supplies, and everything else in the Caravan into its belly, along with endless Heavenly River Water vapor.
Su Changsheng felt his vision go black. With his soul feeling as though it were about to tear apart, he plunged into a boundless abyss.
Brilliant colors streamed around him. All manner of bizarre sights surged toward him, filled with strange sounds that seemed intent on drawing him into oblivion.
But he had no attention to spare for them. The powerful suction kept accelerating his fall. As he plummeted from above like a falling meteor, friction against the surrounding vapor heated the Rock Armor covering his body until it glowed red.
His life hung by a thread!
At that moment, he dared hold nothing back, unleashing one measure after another.
Runes, Divine Abilities, and spells appeared in succession, while Demon Power and qi and blood blazed with light.
But... none of it helped.
Not only did his fall keep accelerating, but fierce astral winds and bloody rain also appeared around him. When these strange things struck his body, they felt as though they were scraping his bones and slicing away his flesh.
He could clearly see his Rock Armor rapidly disintegrating, exposing the snake scales and skin beneath.
Bloody gashes appeared. Flesh was annihilated, revealing stark white bones underneath.
Even with his Ninth Level strength, four successive molts, and a yao body transformed by innate spirit liquid, he could not withstand such terrifying, overwhelming power.
"No, if this goes on, I'll die!"
Su Changsheng gritted his teeth, struggling to recover from his panic and