Flying dragons flapped their wings, screeching as they spewed flames, and clawed at Lind with their talons.
"Why is he suddenly so restricted?" The undead noticed something was amiss.
Given Lind's strength, taking care of a group of flying dragons might take some effort, but it shouldn't be like this.
"The space is unstable," Lady Dai Juying explained. "Ever since those people from the Cursed Land discovered this place, the space has become increasingly unstable. If he unleashes too much power, it might cause spatial damage."
It turns out he didn't accidentally tear the space, but his punches inadvertently caused spatial fluctuations.
"What would happen if the space is damaged?"
"This area would disappear instantly, as if being moved away, exiled into the infinite cosmic void."
"Like the gigantic abyss canyon beneath Sky Star Magic School?"
"Exactly." Lady Dai Juying nodded. "You can rest assured, power below the fifth ring won't encounter the same issue."
