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The Immortal Lands expressed their rage. Crackling noises filled the sky, and lightning bolts shot toward Noah's figure.

Noah didn't know how to handle that situation. He didn't have anything to defeat. The world had become his enemy without giving him a target.

Jordan and the others wanted to come in his aid, but Noah raised his hand to stop them.

"Don't come near me!" Noah shouted. "I need to handle this on my own!"

The world continued to launch lightning bolts that landed on his figure and destroyed part of his fiendish armor. The black hole always rebuilt it, but Noah still felt unable to find a solution to his issue.

Vagona city fell into chaos due to the crisis. The sparks didn't target its buildings. Yet, the cultivators didn't feel at ease in front of such a display of might.

'How do I solve this?!' Noah shouted in his mind, but his situation seemed helpless.