"What power is this..."
From this power, Li Yan could only sense a law imbued with yin-coldness. Yet even with his knowledge, he could not recognize what kind of law power it was.
Li Yan had pushed his spiritual power to its utmost limit, yet he still could not contend against it. All kinds of sounds continued to rise from below, but there was no sign of Zhao Min and the other three.
That was because the four of them had also seen Li Yan above them and were likewise plummeting at tremendous speed.
Thus, they too were thinking of ways to save themselves. They all understood that if Li Yan was no longer taking action, then he had no way to resist either and had likewise fallen into this sudden crisis.
Li Yan swiftly gave up on trying to fly upward and break free. That would have been nothing but futile expenditure, and more importantly, he could not abandon Zhao Min and the other three.
He split his Divine Sense into several strands, continuously probing the bottomless black hole below and everything around him. Several other strands remained firmly locked onto Zhao Min and the other three.
As Li Yan fell, a long rope of spiritual power suddenly flew from his hand, shooting toward the cave wall hidden in the darkness to one side. He wanted to nail himself there.
In fact, others below had already thought of this method when they found themselves with nowhere to gain purchase.
Everyone hoped their spells or magical treasures could give them something to leverage against. Perhaps an attempt might produce a miraculous effect?
Yet to their helplessness, the spells or magical treasures they sent forth could not even leave their bodies by more than a foot before the powerful pulling force