The Edge of Chaos

"Oh no! This Blood Soul Black Hole directly sends us to level 8!!" Lone Abyss yelled nervously, "We must leave immediately."

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

The black hole seemed like it had infinite power, sucking everything from the third level into its stomach. The star beasts, darkness beasts, and soul beasts all danced frantically in the sky, and the sand dunes became plateaus as well.

The Eight Claw Flying Nether used his long arms to cling onto the ground, but the ground was soft sand. Even though Eight Claw Flying Nether had a lot of strength, since he couldn’t find something to hang onto, he was shaking under the gravity of the black hole too. Half his body was floating in the sky.

Evidently, Wai Late Dao had been planning for this. The special properties of the third level of the Golden Tower amplified the power of the black hole.