Wu Rao Emperor Realm, ruins and broken earth.
Hua Changdeng arrived with a sword, killing intent radiating, the faint light of the candle in his hand illuminating the heavens.
From the clouds above to the yellow earth below, the whole Wu Rao Emperor Realm seemed to fall into Phantom City, covered by various illusory phenomena.
Evil ghosts emerged from the cracked earth, howling and clawing, yet without any aggression, as if searching for something.
The remnants of various branches of Wu Rao's tribes trembled, powerless to resist in their fear.
If it were at another time, who, even the Holy Emperor, would dare be so arrogant, showing off his might on Wu Rao's land without restraint?
But today, the Holy Emperor Rao clan has fallen into ruin.
The only Holy Emperor Family Head has died outside, and each branch's Half-Saint Elders are either dead or crippled, none having the strength to continue fighting.
This land has been Rao's for thousands of years.
