At this moment, the Sea of Old Days above the Sky Dome seemed to be utterly enraged, with turbulent tides surging, the giant waves of the Sea of Old Days rolling and setting off waves of suffocating roars, like deep growls, and that invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire space!
Meanwhile, the mask of the God of Anxiety flickered with an eerie light in mid-air, like something twisted and terrifying about to explode, emanating a spine-chilling aura. The surface of the mask gradually twisted as if silently screaming, exuding endless curses and despair. In the next moment, countless anxious tentacles extended from the mask, tearing toward Su Qi, as if to drag him into the endless Abyss, turning him into eternal madness.
At this very moment.
