The Disaster Arrives

But this was good enough. Being able to cultivate here was already something many people could only envy.

Azure Mountain Supreme casually found a spot and sat down cross-legged, breathing in the spiritual energy around him. Just as the latter had said, every blade of grass and tree here contained extremely terrifying spiritual energy. Cultivating here was already three times as effective as in the outside world.

If I entered the Ascending Heaven Pavilion, wouldn't I soar straight to the heavens?

A great calamity befell heaven and earth; doomsday descended. The surroundings were desolate, with ruins scattered everywhere.

Fragments of ruins floated in the sky, casting enormous shadows. Shattered glass, rubble, scrap iron and steel, and broken walls lay everywhere.

Red arcs of lightning occasionally flickered through the pitch-black sky, accompanied by thunder, lending the place an air of mystery.

As one entered the empty streets, remnants of buildings and destroyed carriages could be seen everywhere.

The swaying buildings and countless blue-stone brick structures looked utterly unstable, as though they might collapse at any moment. Every step had to be taken with utmost care to avoid falling into a trap.

All kinds of discarded objects lay scattered across the streets, as if carrying some sinister implication.

The corridors and rooms exposed amid the ruins appeared even more eerie.

The walls of these rooms had all been destroyed, and red bloodstains were scattered across the ground. Suddenly, a shrill cry rang out from the distance, shattering this silent world.

A skeletal humanoid, gripping a massive battle axe, emerged from the end of the street and slowly walked toward me.

This skeletal figure was unlike the skeletons people usually saw. It wore armor, like a noble god of death.

This was a world that had completely overturned normal life.

In this apocalyptic