The Sky Vault had completely vanished, the ancient lands of the Desolate Wilds and the Nine Nether had utterly disintegrated, as if provoking the wrath of ancient Sky Gods. A grand and ancient aura descended through time and space, clashing with the heavens full of thunder.
Purple lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the world. Almost in a blink, it blinded everyone, even those who were tens of thousands of miles away. Some of the human kings, under this formidable presence, also vomited blood.
Clang!
With the body of King Long Deng wrapped into it, the heart of Zhuan Lun King sank. This sudden change was out of his control; the ancient Desolate Wilds' space-time shattered, space rifts intertwined, and purple lightning exploded like silver dragons.
The dark space rift seemed to engulf him, under such wild force, what happened to King Long Deng, who had entered the Nine Nether Underworld Realm!
