This place was about 1,000 meters wide and the ground was made out of black bricks. There was a massive black magic formation at the center, which gave off an intense demonic light, and there was a tall wall surrounding here.
There was an incredibly powerful restriction here. It did not seem to obstruct Zhao Fu, but it blocked everyone else outside. This allowed Zhao Fu to avoid his pursuers for now.
This place had massive amounts of demonic qi, which felt quite cold and evil. At a glance, Zhao Fu could tell it was not a good place, and Zhao Fu did not want to continue making trouble and planned to quickly leave.
"Come over here!" An enormous will flowed into Zhao Fu's head, causing his body to walk towards the black magic formation without his control.
Zhao Fu was quite shocked and inwardly cursed. He had come to another place that he shouldn't be in, and that massive will was something that he could not resist.