"My Lord, save me!!"
Suddenly, a terrifying voice echoed.
The immobile Pale Hand, somehow struggling fiercely, called out for help from the spirit of the dead within the black waterfall.
The Dragon Crocodile Demigod also looked hopefully towards the Chaos Channel during the process of its scales shattering and flesh exploding.
Even the Angel King, in demigod form, could hardly resist the power of the God.
They could not understand how Chen Feng reached this level, but they knew perfectly well that they might truly perish here.
Buzz!!
Immediately, the twisted black waterfall expanded again, engraved in the void, stabilizing the declining situation.
The projection power of the God of the Dead did not immediately give up on the two favored demigods, as more strength was projected from the colossal form hidden in the chaotic black fog beyond the void.
Whoosh!!
In an instant, endless black fog surged and rushed out from the void rift resembling a waterfall.
