The sun and moon were bereft of light, and Heaven and Earth were shrouded in darkness.
Black, pitch-black, an unending expanse of pitch-blackness!
Not a sliver of light existed between Heaven and Earth; even the perpetually rotating Taixiao Stars seemed to become stagnant. Only a wisp of ethereal mist that descended from beyond the skies drifted between Heaven and Earth, as if it were about to obliterate the entire world.
A shudder ran through the Group of Immortals, and the hearts of Daluo trembled. They didn't know what had happened, only that an extremely terrifying aura was sweeping towards them, making their souls shiver in dread.
Boom!
It was as if the Sea of Chaos was roaring, as though all living beings were facing extinction. A chant emerged within the Three Realms, as if in the distant and unknown Chaos, an unseen entity was weeping in sorrow.
