The sacred land fragments are about to fall.
Han Yi was utterly terrified. With this fragment falling down, he estimated that he would become the first First-Class Immortal Foundation cultivator to be crushed to death by a stone in the Yu Heng World, no, even in the entire Cultivation World.
At that moment.
Rumbling.
The cliff beneath his feet suddenly shook, as if an invisible force was pushing the cliff and the surrounding mountains towards the outer edge, instantly creating a huge space where the fragments of the sacred land would fall.
This space was exactly the same size as the falling fragments of the sacred land.
As the fragments completely left the cracks in the sky, the cracks in the sky instantly closed up, and the pressure that had been weighing on Han Yi vanished in an instant.
With a shocked expression on his face, Han Yi stood up, his horror mounting, but his past experiences kept him from panicking, and he made the right move first.
