The dark red eye seemed to flash slightly as it noticed Jiang Ming, the pest that had escaped from the fall. It did not even take the initiative to release its aura. However, Jiang Ming felt an evil intent that was countless times more terrifying than before, attacking his divine will.
If it were not for the indestructible origin light continuously releasing its power to keep his consciousness clear, he would have died.
The black sword in Jiang Ming's hand suddenly trembled violently, and it shouted in fear, "Run quickly."
Jiang Ming did not hesitate. As soon as he saw the eye clearly, he desperately mobilized all his strength, accelerated crazily, and rushed toward the river.
The river surged. Following the collapse of the mountains and other rivers, it became shaky. Even the illusory galaxy at the end of the river was like a reflection in the water. It swayed unbearably and would completely shatter at any moment.