The swirling Death Qi gushed out like a flood.
Thick as a liquid, it collapsed in all directions.
Xie Jun and his companions' pupils contracted. They retreated again and again, seemingly unable to escape the onslaught of this black torrent.
But just then, the Death Qi that had been flowing outwards suddenly shrank back and then flowed inward.
An inexplicable suction force emanated from the center of the restricted area.
Under this suction force, the immense Death Qi formed a huge black vortex. Even the sky transformed into a funnel shape.
Xie Jun and his two companions, protected by a shield of light, stood in the open wilderness.
They watched as strands of Death Qi, like smoke, gathered from all directions: from near them, from their surroundings, and even from the farthest reaches of the Secret Realm behind them. All of it converged into the massive vortex, like myriad streams returning to the sea, and the entire Lament Ruins seemed to vibrate with it.
