The wind seemed to stop flowing at that moment.
The entire Sea of Boundary Turmoil seemed as silent as death.
Outside the Little Cang Realm, Wang Ba's heart shook violently.
Outside the Jade Pot Realm, the Slender Old Man and the Gray-Robed Middle-Aged Man both parted their lips slightly despite themselves, their expressions stiff, their eyes somewhat vacant from sheer shock, yet also filled with disbelief...
In the Immortal Severance Land.
As the pulped flesh dripped down.
The surroundings, which had gradually settled, suddenly filled with the sound of wind again amid the silence!
The rules spilling out of the pulped flesh seemed to roar and riot!
Like raging billows and furious waves!
They seemed filled with fierce unwillingness and resentment.
At the same moment, the Immortal Gate in the void seemed to lose its connection and slowly vanished.
Just as the Immortal Gate disappeared, that giant black hand also slowly withdrew into the endless darkness...
Only rolling white mist and mighty gales remained, burying everything that had just happened.
It was as though none of it had ever happened.
Everyone also lost their ability to sense the depths of the Immortal Severance Land.
The surrounding darkness receded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yet whether it was Wang Ba, the Slender Old Man, the Gray-Robed Middle-Aged Man, Gan Xiong, or the other cultivators in the Sea of Boundary Turmoil who had also witnessed this scene, their hearts churned like towering waves, surging without end.
Why did this happen?!
Man Daoist... died?!
An immortal who had just come into being died just like that?
And what was that giant hand? Since when had something like that been hidden in the Sea of Boundary Turmoil?
Was it a cultivator, or a manifestation of the rules?
*Why did it stop