The surrounding wind and sand instantly transformed into a gigantic curtain, enclosing the Desolate God Dragon from all directions.
In an instant.
The Desolate God Dragon's steps were halted, and the curtain of wind and sand began to solidify as it let out a low growl, "Courting death!"
He was extremely angered. This feeble magic, if it had been at the start, would have been shattered by a single punch.
But now.
He had just finished exhausting his Abyssal Power, and his power augmentation had been weakened to the extreme.
The Desolate God Dragon could only forcibly use his formidable body to smash through this Earth Prison.
Meanwhile, his Dragon Eyes searched for the person obstructing him, spotting a figure floating in the air, emitting a weak aura.
But the aura was identical to that of the Vast Heaven Daoist Venerable.
"You are Shen Fei!"
The Desolate God Dragon immediately realized, speaking coldly.
