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The Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea have become crumbs floating in the air, as the male Dragon completely vented its anger. It spewed the storm it chewed into the Cang Chu Divine Realm, turning the chewed storm into a world crusher, grinding mountains and lands into dust, and squeezing creatures into juice.
The Old Gods, under such world-ending energy, merely played the role of birds. They panicked and fled from this land, watching helplessly as this supreme cosmic life trampled their habitat, with no ability to resist.
Red Robe Saint Cai Qiong was undoubtedly powerful, yet he could only protect himself amidst such a chewing storm. No matter how majestic he transformed into a Jade Emperor Qilin, he could not stop this catastrophe.
"Creaking, creaking, creaking~~~~~~"
