Hoo hoo hoo——
The clouds accumulating heavy snow above the Heavenly Dome were torn apart by the horrific battle in Qi Tian City.
Upon the crimson sky, chains intertwined with Dao Yun rolled over; it was Heaven and Earth mourning, with blood-colored snowflakes drifting.
On the horizon, a sunrise as red as a furnace slowly rose.
Its glory was boundless, illuminating the human world in fiery red!
Many Martial Artists who gained new life knelt on the ground, toward the one sitting alone in the Qi Tian Inner City, blocking the strong of Deceitful Gods Camp, the Ghost Emperor, deeply bowing, and then tearing across the earth.
Li Che sensed the situation outside the city, but he didn't care; saving these Martial Brothers was merely a coincidence and a small effort.
His gaze lifted and fell upon the Qi Tian Inner City.
"Are you coming?"
Li Che said.
