Above Wuyou City.
Lu Yuan stood alone, towering in the night sky over ten thousand meters above the ground, his figure appeared somewhat desolate.
Ferocious, bone-chilling winds howled, blowing loudly by his ears.
Perceiving the immense vigor and blood emanating from Lu Yuan, endless dense black fog, like sharks smelling blood, instantly fell into a frenzy.
They swarmed from all directions, trying to devour him completely.
Yet, as these dense black fogs, capable of eroding a King-Sealing Giant, approached within a hundred-foot radius of Lu Yuan.
They were like snow falling into a scorching furnace, instantly turning into wisps of black smoke and disappearing completely.
Seeing these dense black fogs, Lu Yuan suddenly sighed, his expression appearing somewhat helpless and heavy.
Because after learning from the Will of the Heavens about that special method of becoming a god.
He finally understood the source of these black fogs and the Dark Origin, where it all came from.
