The Theory of Six Worlds

Royal Heir Eastern Palace, Martial Arts Hall.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump..."

The continuous sound of heartbeats rang out, causing Zhu Youji's expression to change slightly. In an instant, he felt a sense of rejection, a kind of rejection from the heavens and the earth, as if a special force was constantly pulling him, trying to make him leave this world...

The powerful sense of rejection made Zhu Youji suddenly feel uncomfortable and stifled!

It was as if he were in a silent room, with the surrounding space continuously shrinking. It felt like an invisible hand was choking him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Just then, a thunderous roar echoed above the capital!

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered, and thunder rumbled.