But after thinking it over, she smiled again, feeling that she was truly worrying too much.
After all, that was Lu Yunxiao. That was her husband.
In the Great Thousand World, who else could possibly be Lu Yunxiao's match?
Lu Yunxiao could single-handedly crush the Ancient Futu Clan, so the Maha Ancient Clan would naturally be no exception.
She had overthought things and fretted over far too many pointless concerns.
After silently poking fun at herself, Yun Yun stretched lazily. In the end, she was simply too idle.
When she was truly busy, she would not have the time to think about all this nonsense.
With a slight shift in thought, Yun Yun prepared to return and continue handling official affairs.
"Eh?"
"What is that?"
Just as Yun Yun turned around, her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.
From the distant horizon, a layer of gloom was rapidly sweeping toward them.
That darkness carried a deathly stillness akin to despair. Merely looking at it made a chill rise in one's heart.
Yun Yun's pretty face tightened, her expression turning grave as her gaze instantly went icy. "Not good, it's an enemy attack!"
The blackness of despair invaded the skies. In mere moments, it had shrouded the entire Northern Realm.
The pitch-black sky veil obscured everything, plunging the land into darkness.
Thick Demonic Qi spread wildly, rapidly encroaching upon the surrounding spiritual energy and swiftly assimilating it.
The flourishing sacred land of cultivation, once suffused with auspicious air, seemed to transform in an instant into a cold Demonic Realm.
Throughout the Northern Realm, everyone was in danger. Countless strong people were filled with horror.
This sudden, drastic upheaval had exceeded everyone's expectations.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Waves of air-splitting sounds came from the horizon as a vast mass of Black Shadows swept over,