"What is that!? What is that!?"
Su Yu could clearly feel the trembling of his spirit.
It was a kind of fear, akin to a mortal facing an ancient fierce beast.
Merely a glance was enough to send chills down one's spine, as if falling into an abyss.
Not just him, but nearly all cultivators above the Devas level with keen senses, without exception, fell into this great unknown fear.
Chills ran down their spines.
"The Venerable Daoist... is going to confront that monster!?"
As Qi Sheng spoke, his lips quivered slightly.
He didn't know where their fear originated from, but the unease in his heart surged overwhelmingly, preventing them from even thinking calmly.
After all, the era of the creator was too far removed from them.
