Chapter 1906
- Two more huge blasts and two holes appeared at where Ye Mo stood, with rubble flying everywhere.
- Ye Mo took a deep breath in – such a harsh environment, no wonder less than 5% of cultivators could survive upon entering.
- At this moment, a howl of pain sounded. Ye Mo’s spirit sense scanned a nascent soul state level one cultivator who just came in getting torn apart by a space wind blade.