"Well, I suggest you might as well just die now." Zhen Yuanzi clutched his chest with one hand and shakily stood up from the deep pit.
He slowly raised his head, looking up at the still towering and immovable Divine Mountain, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.
"This time...the karma we've unleashed is boundless!"
The White Tiger God Monarch, Guard Soldier, upon hearing this, also struggled to lift his head, following Zhen Yuanzi's gaze.
For a moment, he was somewhat lost in thought.
In the vast void above, the body of the Water Ancestor Witch, Gonggong, lay shattered, and the scarlet blood of the Ancestor Witch fell like a tragic rain, filling the sky; he had fallen, slain on the spot.
However, Buzhou Mountain, the towering pillar supporting the entire Primordial Heaven and Earth, remained intact, without even a single crack.
