Night.
Within the ruins of the fog-covered city, Chen Feng stood in front of the dilapidated Martial Arts Hall.
Bodies exploded outward from him as the center, blasting open an endless sea of black mist.
Bang!!
A Sixth Order mutated horned crocodile was blown apart with one punch, while a pillar of flame ascended to the sky, reversing the breath of another giant lizard creature, blasting its massive head.
With their death, the power of the black tide within them should have returned to the black mist, allowing them to revive once more.
However.
A black barrier appeared in the high air, unknowingly enclosing a hundred-meter area around Chen Feng.
Wisps of invisible force floated upward, blocked by the barrier, then emitted a sizzling sound of dissolution.
"As expected, the Black Dream Light can temporarily restrain the power of the black mist."
Feeling wondrous, a black hexagram seal unknowingly appeared on Chen Feng's brow, resembling a third vertical eye.
