As Zhou Yuan’s body passed through the barrier, he clearly felt the Spirit between his brows shake slightly as a small portion of Spirit power and vital energy was extracted from him.

A small wave of dizziness washed over him, but he soon returned to normal.

When he recovered, he realized that the scenery before his eyes had changed.

He was now standing on a giant stone stage floating a hundred feet above the ground. A giant barrier flickered behind him as figure after figure stepped out.

This was evidently the wind district of the Four Spirits Origin Tower.

At a glance, the land was filled with barren dark yellow mountains. From a distance, it looked as if giant fingers were reaching out from the ground, giving off a barbaric, ancient aura.

As he gazed upon the wind district, Zhou Yuan suddenly felt a heart-palpitating...