Above the boundless cloud sea, the squall was like a knife, piercingly cold.
Below, a series of towering ancient mountains stood tall, with ancient trees towering like a sea.
Wenren Zheng stood above the cloud sea, the space around him stretching a hundred feet, seemingly torn apart by an invisible giant hand, suddenly exploding into countless deep, pitch-black void rifts that emanated horrific suction!
The frenzied space turbulence was like an invisible giant beast, its blood-red mouth wide open, about to swallow Wenren Zheng into the void.
Wenren Zheng's figure was like an isolated mountain peak, standing firm in the surging storm of destruction, the soldier fiend erupted from within him with a roar, instantly condensing and sublimating into an armor radiating a molten, crimson glow.
On the armor were towering cities, a golden spear army, a mountain of corpses, and a blood sea...
