BOOM! WHOOSH!
The Space Storm raged, sweeping through with a powerful, overwhelming force, as if it would destroy the world.
Time and space lost all meaning here.
But whenever the Space Storm neared the figure, the golden cloak would release a peculiar power, deflecting the Power of Space.
"What a Void Gate! What terrifying Power of Space!"
The owner of that figure was none other than Mo Qi!
He touched the golden cloak on his body. If not for this item provided by the Pig Emperor, the Power of the Dragon Vein from the Mountain and Sea Empire alone would have been insufficient to protect him fully.
"Such a country bumpkin," the Pig Emperor muttered while yawning, its eyelids drooping, its face etched with exhaustion.
Clearly, this golden cloak was taking a significant toll on it.
"This is nothing. When you get to the Immortal Realm, you'll realize that the world you've seen and known until now is truly, truly tiny."
