C1320 Death by a Single Slap

"Rumble …"

He had never felt such fear before.

The black planet slowly descended from the sky towards the group. Looking up, other than a pitch-black Magic Formation, there was nothing else that could be seen.

The God Clan Cultivator wanted to escape, but their bodies were frozen in place because of fear. Not to mention moving, they would not even be able to move a finger if they used spells