Huang Fan had never imagined that his indecision would cause Nie Tian to fall into that bottomless spatial rift.

PHOOH! PHOOH! PHOOH!

Huang Fan’s banners moved in midair as if they were scythes swung by Death, slicing numerous incoming mutant spirit beasts into pieces.

Upon seeing such a brutal scene, many of the mutant spirit beasts seemed frightened. Adding in the fact that the demonsound from within the spatial rift had ceased, they gradually stopped.

One after another, they started to back away with their fearful gazes fixed on Huang Fan.

Huang Fan didn’t have time to deal with them. He anxiously turned around and looked into the spatial rift.

It had been just a moment, but Nie Tian had already disappeared into the endless darkness.

Mixed emotions flashed across his face before he finally gritted his teeth and jumped into the unfathomable spatial rift.

Almost simultaneously,...