"Where is this...?" Following the direction in which Zhou Heng had vanished, Nata Tianhuang arrived in a strange region. It was pitch-black and deep, with only wisps of faint light streaming in from all directions, while countless chilling roars and wails rang incessantly in his ears. "The Fated Black River?" Nata Tianhuang's pupils suddenly contracted. The problems in the Novice Village of Sakast seemed even more serious than he had imagined. Even the Fated Black River had manifested, and judging by its appearance, the extent to which it had been subjected to despair was far from minor.
Suddenly, Nata Tianhuang thought of something and looked up above the Fated Black River, seemingly searching for something. He failed to find what he sought, but instead sensed something charging toward him and grew wary.
Soon, Nata Tianhuang saw a man holding a bottle, draped in a black cloak, with black light flowing around his body. He quietly studied Nata Tianhuang in the distance, his bell-like voice echoing throughout the Fated Black River. "I thought it was Zhou Heng. I never expected an Epic Divine Ability max I had never seen before. Friend, where have you come from, and where are you going?"
Nata Tianhuang did not respond to the black-cloaked figure. His pupils abruptly contracted as he pushed his Movement Speed of 300 million per second to its limit and fled into the distance.
"Heh, run. Do you think you can escape?" The bottle-holding man watched the fleeing Nata Tianhuang with a dark gaze. He slowly raised the hand holding the Black River Purification Bottle, preparing to throw it. But before he could act, his body suddenly stiffened. The instant his pupils contracted, he charged toward the ink-black river below without hesitation.
But it was already too late. Before he could move,