The fierce astral winds howled, accompanied by torrential rain.
The treasure ship hovered low, maintaining its balance with extreme difficulty.
Several figures soared into the sky, controlling their swords.
The earth cracked open, revealing an endless abyss, as withered mountains crumbled and tumbled into the Bai Ze Secret Realm.
This scene... was woven from golden light, transforming into a vast painting, suspended above a small hill by the pavilion.
"The Bai Ze Secret Realm."
Xie Xuanyi stared at the ancient and imposing signboard of the cave mansion within the painting, unable to keep his Heart Lake calm.
He, too, had felt that apocalyptic upheaval just now.
The roar of heaven and earth collapsing drowned out the sound of cries and clashes...
Now.
The entire world seemed to quiet down.
