His body suddenly sank heavily, as if an invisible, immense force was pulling him downward. His face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of peas broke out on his forehead.
Right at that moment, eerie purple lights suddenly flashed within the ruins. The lights seemed to possess a life of their own, wrapping around his body and making it increasingly difficult for him to move.
Even though he already possessed the remarkable strength of a Tier 1 Martial Commander, under the combined effect of the unimaginably powerful gravity and the mysterious, glowing light at this moment, every step he took felt as though he were bearing a heavy load of thousands of pounds. It appeared exceptionally arduous, and advancing even a meager distance of a mere ten meters forward had become an extravagant hope for him.
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