The waterfall in the mountain stream reversed back to the spring, the water flow froze the instant it touched the Black Tide, as if an invisible and greedy giant mouth was devouring the mountain spring.
The originally sharp mountain peak seemed to be gnawed by an invisible giant mouth, vaporizing into black mist to merge with the surging Black Tide.
The collapse of the entire mountain was not a thunderous crash, nor a slow sinking, but like sugar cubes thrown into boiling water.
This process was accelerated by thousands of times; within a few minutes, the once majestic mountain range was reduced to a smoking big pit.
Controlled by the Earth Thought Evil Spirit, the Black Tide did not stop, continuing to advance further away.
When the Black Tide swept over the city-state established by the Descent Clan, death began to have a temperature.
