"Boom" A dark shadow fell into the muddy field with the vortex in the sky, soil flying in all directions.
After quite a while, a person covered in black mud staggered up from the field. Wiping off the mud on his face, it was Ning Cheng, who had been swept away by the spatial vortex in the void.
Ning Cheng looked around in confusion before finally looking down at his broken leg. Just after two breaths, his heart sank.
He couldn't feel any Dao Rhyme or Divine Elements power. No, not just Dao Rhyme and Divine Elements, but even Divine Sense and True Yuan were imperceptible to him. At this moment, he didn't have a trace of cultivation; he was just an utterly ordinary person.
What's going on?
