The Darkness Beneath the Crimson Sea
In an instant, the world was in chaos and dust was everywhere.
"Damn, isn't this too intense?"
The shocked voice came from a distant observer, yet it perfectly reflected what everyone present was feeling.
The battlefield had completely descended into madness.
The crimson sky trembled.
The black clouds hanging overhead churned violently like giant whirlpools. Below, the blood-red sea roared endlessly, wave after wave crashing into the shattered coastline. Mountains collapsed. Cliffs crumbled. The very air seemed unable to withstand the pressure generated by the battle.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Many of them had cultivated for hundreds, even thousands of years.
Yet very few had ever witnessed a battle of this level.
The clash between Hektor and Dario no longer resembled a fight between cultivators.
It resembled a collision between natural disasters.
One moment they were fighting in the heavens above.
