Everyone was stunned, looking into the distance where dust billowed towards the sky. They stood there like clay models or wooden carvings, unmoving and unable to utter a single word.
The small, broken temple gates, the crumbling walls and ruins, and debris scattered all around, accompanied by the dead old tree and weeds half a man's height painted a scene of desolation.
But now, who would dare to underestimate it?
A gigantic, earthy yellow hand receded from the void and disappeared into the temple gate.
This sight stupefied everyone! Cultivators from various schools stood still, shocked and a bit foolish, as the scene and outcome stunned each person present.
Far away, the mountain ridges were crushed. That was a Celestial God, vehemently slapped away, toppling over more than twenty mountains, the ground splitting apart, and giant rocks crumbling the clouds!
There was blood on the ground, flowing like a small river, dyeing that stretch of mountains a shocking crimson.
