Even other Heavenly Venerates, who had not succumbed to the Demon Heaven's influence, also came to a halt.
Han Yi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Just as he struggled to rise, he found an immense might bearing down on him, nearly paralyzing him.
It was then Han Yi realized that the 'pause' across the entire battlefield was due to this might enveloping everything.
"This is..."
As thoughts raced, a series of heavy footsteps, though faint, resonated in his ears, compelling him irresistibly to turn his head and look towards the direction of the sound.
The direction he looked towards was none other than the heart of the battlefield—the Central Palace, also known as the Primordial Demon Hall.
In an instant, a name leaped to Han Yi's mind.
"Master of Primordial Demon!"
His expression turned to one of even greater horror.
