The moment the Yang Spirit returned, the grand visions surrounding Chen Sheng had not fully dissipated yet, when a piercing chill suddenly assaulted him from deep within the void.
This was no ordinary chill, but a hostile and repulsive force stemming from the world's origin, as if his mere existence as a Refining Void Great Power was a blasphemy against the laws of the Xuanhuang Realm.
The thick Spiritual Mist surrounding the Dao Platform, resembling a Cloud Sea, rapidly retreated with every breath.
Previously actively entering his body, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was now crazily fleeing, as if it had seen a venomous snake or scorpion, and even the Spirit Crystal Vein beneath his feet had lost its luster, turning into ordinary bluestone.
More terrifying was an invisible heavy pressure descending from the sky, targeting not his physical body but directly pressing onto his Yang Spirit and Dao Domain.
