Dodge Zishang's attack and after retreating from the high platform, Duan Lingtian initially intended to unleash his full strength against the empty air, using the air's resistance to generate a rebound force that would propel his body back onto the high platform.
After all, there was an "Air Prohibition Formation" here, so he could not fly through the air.
Yet after trying several times, he realized that the surrounding air did not produce even the slightest trace of resistance.
His power surged outward, plunging into the void like a ball of cotton, vanishing completely as though it had never existed at all.
Forget about a sonic boom; not even the whistling of the wind could be heard.
"What is going on?!"
Overwhelmed with shock, Duan Lingtian scanned through fragments of the Samsara Martial Emperor's memories in his mind.
Finally, he found the answer.
"So that's how it is... If the 'Air Prohibition Formation' is set up using 'Inscriptions' carved by a Martial Emperor Stage Inscription Master, not only are martial artists forbidden from flying within it, but the resistance of the air is also completely evacuated."
Realizing the cause, Duan Lingtian's expression changed drastically.
At this very moment, he could clearly feel his rate of descent growing faster and faster. If this continued all the way to the bottom, he feared he would be smashed into a bloody paste.
Chapter 937