God Descends

At this moment, the black altar radiated a blood-red glow. In the darkness, it was an extraordinarily eye-catching.

The ground surrounding the altar also began emitting plumes of bright red mist. A small cyclone that had appeared above the alter tugged the mist towards its core. Gradually, the space in the storm’s center gradually began to crack.

A moment later, this spatial crack formed a portal.

The instant the spatial portal was complete, the area around the Towers of Death froze. It was as if a separate, miniature world had formed around the Towers of Death, and no object from the outside world could affect anything that occurred inside this place.

All of Shi Feng’s communication with the outside world was blocked as well, every name on his friends list having turned a dull gray; he was unable to contact anybody.

The surrounding air felt as heavy as mercury, and Shi Feng felt as if his every action was heavily restrained.