Jiang Ding looked toward the sky, utilizing the Great Sun World Defining Array to cast his gaze into the distant, pitch-black starry sky.
There, at a certain moment, tens of thousands of miles of space shattered completely, transforming into endless thunderbolts that burst forth within the starry sky. The lightning illuminated all directions, dazzling and stunning.
This thunderous celestial phenomenon lasted for several days, then billions of wailing ghosts and zombies emerged, and the phenomenon of a sky filled with the Blood Cloud appeared, as if the entirety of Yama Hell had descended, condemning all beings to be thrown into the Eighteen Layers of Hell to suffer eternal torment, never to find liberation.
After an unknown period, various lights converged.
Jiang Ding concentrated and held his breath, amplifying the scouting and detection abilities of the Great Sun World Defining Array to its maximum, aiming it toward that pitch-black patch of starry sky.
