The master of mystery had just transformed again when a man suddenly appeared, attracting the attention of everyone present.
With just one glance, Zhou Bai saw that the man was favored by the Heavenly Dao, and he understood... this man was fated to be connected with him.
As the man's words trailed off, a deep and unfathomable Primordial Spirit force erupted from the man in the black robe.
An enormous quantity of Primordial Spirit force washed over the surrounding kilometer, seemingly transforming the area into a giant crystal box.
The dust hanging in mid-air, the flowing molten mud that had stopped, and the numerous cultivators frozen like puppets.
Within this kilometer radius, every inch of material was firmly frozen by this ocean-like Primordial Spirit force, as if time itself had paused.
Everyone present instantly felt as if they were insects encased in amber, almost unable to blink under the pressure of the Primordial Spirit force.
