"Let's go! We need to hurry!"
Chen Dengming felt a gentle force envelop him and suddenly the scenery around him blurred rapidly.
Yet, he couldn't detect the sound of wind or the movement of air at all, as if he were inside a barrier that isolated everything.
The next moment, he found himself in a space colored like the purple night sky. The environment was still blurry, like looking through a layer of mist, and in the distance, he could vaguely see small arcs of lightning flashing wildly, emitting a terrifying presence that sent chills down Chen Dengming's spine.
"Is this... the Spirit Thunder Layer?"
Just as this thought formed in Chen Dengming's mind, he suddenly noticed a powerful and sharp figure appearing across from him.
Gazes sharp as sword light fell upon him, making him feel as though he was being pierced by thousands of swords. Even his spirit and will trembled, and for a fleeting moment, he seemed to hear the sounds of countless people praying and worshipping.
