Between heaven and earth, a deathly silence prevailed.
The breeze stirred the surrounding forest, making a rustling sound.
Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at the gigantic pit before them, all speechless. The gravity of the Lost World was immense, coupled with the rich Spiritual Energy, making the ground firm and the trees resilient.
To create such a large pit in the Lost World and destroy such a vast swath of forest was impossible without a certain level of strength!
At least, below the Totem God, it was challenging to create such a large pit.
What truly shocked countless people was that little Atlantis person in their eyes, still proudly standing in mid-air, hovering above the pit, as if the previous collision hadn't affected him at all.
"Where on earth did this monster come from?"
"Why is he so strong?"
"That should have been the Naga King's vengeful strike, at least using full force. Why wasn't he killed?"
