The bottom of the Nether River.
The "giant face of the god" hanging upside down slowly submerged into the waters of the Black River, and a strange smile overflowed from the vertical pupils of the traveler... At this moment, the two people being directly stared at felt a chill in their hearts, a powerful spiritual power enveloped them.
This was not a force that ordinary people could resist.
"I... can't move..."
Mu Wanqiu spoke with a pale expression, extremely difficult.
In fact, when the traveler cast his gaze, her ability to speak was gradually being stripped away.
The Black River waters within a ten-mile radius had begun to freeze.
Her thoughts also started to stagnate.
But Gu Shen's situation was somewhat better. After three times transcending realms, his spiritual power could still maintain the most basic operations... at least he was able to analyze the situation at hand.
The traveler had already broken through the portal to the [Old World].
