Bang!
A massive explosion boomed, and the violet-black light spread instantaneously, enveloping the entire sky.
An incredibly terrifying pressure poured down from the sky.
Within the terrifying pressure, Lin Zheyu frantically circulated his Qi Blood, his eyes bloodshot, muscles bulging, veins protruding, and his face slightly distorted.
'Such terrifying pressure!'
'This is the pressure of the Demon God!'
Lin Zheyu was extremely shocked in his heart.
Facing this dreadful pressure, he felt as if he was back in Songyi City, during his weak moments when he first saw the Demon God statue of the Nine Nether Sect.
Weak, pathetic, like an ant.
Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long.
Soon, Lin Zheyu felt another majestic pressure, like the power of heaven, extending from the direction of Wuling City.
Phew—
Lin Zheyu let out a long breath.
Although this majestic pressure was not weaker than the Demon God's pressure, it was not aimed at them.
