When he came to the plane barrier for the second time, Song Shi felt nostalgic.
Over the years, he had received a lot of delayed rewards. Now that he had refined the Demonic Qi in his body, he felt as if he was going home.
He stepped into it with one step. In the twisting space, he passed through the lightning layer and the astral wind layer. Song Shi was completely squeezed into the interior by the spatial power.
Swoosh!
It was as if he had fallen into an unknown lake. A vast world appeared beneath his feet. The surrounding clouds were thick, and a purple sun floated above his head.
Song Shi once again felt a sense of incompatibility. This time, it was not on the level of the laws, but from his senses. He even felt uncomfortable breathing.
He closed his eyes and quickly adjusted his state. He imitated the Sky Demon Saint and turned into a black-scaled man.
