The Heaven Domain was gloomy, having lost the colors of days past. Layers of dark clouds pressed down like mountains, suffocating those below.
It felt like the arrival of the end of the world.
The lingering shockwaves spread intermittently, destroying countless houses and extinguishing countless lives.
A quarter of Huangzhou's land had already collapsed into ruins, with dust filling the air...
Some were weeping softly.
Others were bewildered, "What happened? Has the Divine Clan come to kill us?"
"I don't know..."
They were all minor cultivators or ordinary people, entirely unable to get close to the battlefield. Due to the distance, they could only feel the tumultuous aftershocks.
The oppressive Divine Might swept over in waves, overbearing to the soul.
There were even the earlier Dragon's Roars, the Vermilion Bird's cries, Xuanwu's low growls, and the White Tiger's angry shouts...
What has become of this world?
