Boom——
Thunder streaked across the sky, illuminating the gigantic inverted city at the sky's edge.
From He Ao's position right now, the distance between him and that gigantic city was already very close.
Amidst the chaotic flow of space, he was probably already directly swept into the deepest part of the outer region of Sky City.
Through the light and shadow of the thunder, he could even see the city's outer edge, with its unnaturally exquisite 'skyscrapers' and the clusters of twisted vines covering them.
And separating him from this gigantic inverted city were dense space-time rifts.
Fierce winds blew across these dense rifts, thunder roared between them like flowing water, and countless hailstones pierced the void, falling amidst them, instantly turning into fine raindrops.
He Ao's body paused before these myriad dense rifts, gazing at the rifts ahead.
A violent sense of suffocation engulfed his body, keeping his brain on the verge of fainting at any moment.
