"Holy shit."
The Primordial World's big shots couldn't help sucking in a breath and blurting out a curse. In an instant, they could no longer remain calm.
The entire Western Sect had truly become a hellscape. The earth had dried up, and the temperature between heaven and earth had reached a terrifying height beyond words! It was incomparably dreadful! The twenty-three Stone Pillars were like twenty-two suns, baking the entire western land.
There were twenty-three Stone Pillars, so why were they like only twenty-two suns rather than twenty-three?
Because—
Of the twenty-three Stone Pillars, only twenty-two were filled with divine fire, blazing fiercely.
The temperature was terrifying! Though it still could not compare to the sun, it was already frightening enough.
This scene—
Made many Primordial Great Powers involuntarily think of the Witch-Demon War of old.
On the eve of the Witch-Demon War—
Ten suns had hung in the sky.
The land dried up, and all living beings suffered miserably. For the sake of all life under heaven, Hou Yi, the great shaman of the Witch Tribe—
Shot down one Golden Crow with each arrow.
Nine arrows, nine Golden Crows.
Thus, the Witch-Demon War officially began.
The Western Sect's current situation was somewhat similar to the ten suns hanging in the sky back then. The ten suns had targeted the entire Primordial World.
But these twenty-two pillars of fire targeted the entire west.
Divine fire descended from the heavens onto each of the twenty-two Stone Pillars, burning fiercely atop them.
The Primordial Great Powers all fixed their gazes on the twenty-third stone pillar. Of the twenty-three pillars, twenty-two had divine fire attached to them.
There was no reason for the twenty-third stone pillar not to have flames attached to it either, was there? All the Great Powers waited, wondering what