Jiang Ming could sense that there was a supreme power pulling their world in a rapid speed toward a certain direction.
In a very faraway location, there was a place that was shrouded with an immense amount of negative energy.
"The pulling force of a Great Overarching Item?" Jiang Ming said.
He was familiar with the power of a Great Overarching Item. After all, he had a few of them as well. Although he had the confidence that he could stop the pulling force, what would happen next?
Their world was in a mess, and everything was dying. He could foresee that their world would welcome its true destruction very soon. It would become a place where nothing could grow, and unfit for them to cultivate.
Therefore, he decided to let it be.
As for the place he sensed just now.
"Is it the Infinite Realm Battlefield?" Jiang Ming asked.
He surmised that they would arrive there in one more month.
