Boom!
The powerful divine sense of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator was rapidly consumed at this moment. At the same time, Shen Ping's entire body was stiff and he could not move. However, his spiritual sea seemed to have crossed endless space and arrived at a vast and ancient land. He subconsciously looked up and saw a huge creature slowly driving in the vast sky.
He wanted to see the true appearance of this huge creature, but he quickly realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could not see it clearly. He could only vaguely see a familiar shape.
Roar!
The behemoth let out muffled sounds. When it landed in Shen Ping's ears, it was like a thunderclap, making him dizzy. However, just as he came back to his senses, the torrent that could not be suppressed rushed straight to his face. He sniffed the strange smell.
Shen Ping remained rooted to the ground.
