This was a physical strike of such terror that even Immortals, when harmed, could faint and pass out.
What he didn't know was.
The fainted him, though shaken back a distance by this tremendous force, was instantly pulled back the next moment and fell into the dark space.
Sharing this fate with him were hundreds of cultivators, Nascent Souls, Spirit Transformation cultivators, half-immortals, and even True Immortals.
And just as he fell into the dark space, a golden light suddenly swept in from afar, falling into the dark space as well. The space paused for a moment, before rolling and exploding outwards, revealing a giant, incomparable black tentacle.
In the exploded space, some cultivators were thrown out, scattering in all directions, escaping catastrophe, while others continued to fall into it, disappearing without a trace.
The trembling void gradually calmed down.
A Taoist holding a golden cauldron walked over from afar, reaching the black tentacle in just three steps.
