Above the vast wooden forest, Bai Sheng, looking extremely disheveled, swallowed a healing Spirit Pill and glanced apprehensively at the still-raging storm far away, where black and white intertwined in the void.
At the very center of the storm, he was meant to absorb all the damage inflicted by the storm. Had he truly borne the full brunt of the attack, even he would have suffered severe injuries.
Fortunately, a flash of inspiration reminded him that while the Dongtian Xuan Yue Ring couldn't help him escape the space, it posed no issue in moving within it.
It was by directly employing the profound mysteries of the Dongtian Xuan Yue Ring that he escaped from the center of the storm. Otherwise, with the terrifying gravitational pull emanating from the storm, his chances of getting out would have been slim.
Bai Sheng glanced at his left arm, now a bloodied mess, with fresh red blood dripping from his fingertips.
