Pfft!
With a step onto the radiant Heavenly Destiny Bridge, Ye Zhen felt the ground beneath vanish, and his body uncontrollably tumbled toward the churning black Mist Sea below the bridge.
"Damn it!"
Ye Zhen cursed loudly as spiritual power surged around his body in an instant, and he pushed his Divine Soul Power to its extreme, trying to commandeer the magic formula for flight at its maximum, yearning to ascend through his own strength.
Normally, he could easily soar through the sky by invoking the flight formula, but from the moment Ye Zhen fell from the Heavenly Destiny Bridge, it was as though a mountain pressed down atop his head, making his body oppressively heavy.
Not only that, but the rolling black fog below seemed to contain boundless suction, determined to draw Ye Zhen into its midst, trapping him there for eternity.
Ahh!
Ye Zhen roared in rage!
