Yang Fei, startled, looked towards the sky.
The enormous lion-like monster illusion remained unmoving, high above in the void.
Its gigantic shadow cast on the ground, like a huge umbrella, trapping the cultivators below.
More than twenty cultivators snored like thunder, each one having fallen into a deep sleep.
However, among them, three or four Yang Shen cultivators had already turned to nothingness.
Yang Fei was utterly shocked, wondering what kind of sacred being this monster was, able to hypnotize cultivators and obliterate their primordial spirits while they slept.
Yang Fei was the first cultivator to awaken.
He believed that if he continued to sleep, his Solar Deity body might also be completely devoured by the monster.
Yang Fei stood up, stretching out his hand to shake the bodies of the cultivators, trying to wake everyone up.
However, the cultivators were so deeply asleep that Yang Fei couldn't wake them.
