Whoo! Whoo!
Dark winds howled, and lightning danced!
The dark clouds seemed to form a vortex as streaks of purple lightning converged within.
An enormous pressure suddenly appeared, falling heavily on Fang Yuan.
This was the suppression of the world. It was as if all of heaven and earth was rejecting him, wanting to take his life with a strong, malevolent intent!
Even if he were at the Demon God level and had mastery of Great Daos, he would have to be cautious when facing the suppression of heaven and earth. Not to mention, the Wasteland World was incredibly powerful, rivaling the Mental Demon Realm, perhaps even more powerful!
To make matters worse, Fang Yuan had not even condensed a single Great Dao at this time, much less recover his Netherheaven strength.
Crack!
