The Frightful Invisible Hand

The wind blew over like a dust tornado. A gray shadow was suspended in the middle of the tornado but they couldn't see it clearly. They could only feel a powerful but evil force gushing from him.

The gray wind hissed. The massive pressure increased several times all of a sudden. Instantly, the rock walls of this small alley cracked and exploded. Chips of rock shattered like an intense shower.

The wind howled ear-piercingly, running directly into Shi Yan's Sea of Consciousness like a sharp blade.

Shi Yan could feel pain from the God Domain. At this moment, he couldn't even gather his consciousness. His thoughts couldn't be sent to the soul altar. His God Soul floated as if it was drawn out of the soul altar above the Sea of Consciousness.