In an instant, Su He felt the entire eerie land's power pressing down upon him.

The sensation of twisting and splitting traveled from the turtle shell to his innards. The power of the eerie land was not a divine ability or spell, but an indescribable, awkward law. It sought to assimilate him forcibly, to make him accept its rules and become an integral part of the eerie land.

A grating sound, like teeth on edge, emanated from the exterior, as if an iron basin was scraping against the bottom of a vat.

Su He looked up at the suspended Fengduo in mid-air.