Dark clouds hung low, piling up and thickening like a layer of ink.
The more the clouds churned, the more thunderbolts and electric arcs flashed. The moisture within the clouds swelled tirelessly, while gray-black shadows stretched, expanded, and blanketed the wilderness.
The atmosphere had become incomparably grave, as though even the air itself had been suppressed.
Jiang Dali could vaguely sense a crisis that unsettled his soul, hidden behind layers of space. It was as if a vast and terrifying will lingered between sleep and wakefulness, about to awaken and lock onto him.
Heaven's Will!
Or rather, the fallen Heaven's Will that had already developed resentment toward him.
Although his strike just now had shattered the heavenly punishment, it had also deepened the fallen Heaven's Will's resentment, and signs of awakening had already appeared.
Now, as Mud Bodhisattva continued to reveal heavenly secrets, a true heavenly punishment was likely about to descend. It might even draw an attack from Heaven's Will itself.
By now, he understood clearly that whether it was fallen Heaven's Will or normal Heaven's Will, both remained dormant most of the time. This dormant state might have been caused by the Human Emperor's influence, and perhaps was the main reason the Human Emperor had remained in seclusion for more than four hundred years.
Perhaps the Human Emperor had chosen to enter seclusion for these four hundred years because he had foreseen some terrifying crisis. That was why he had resolutely entrusted Jiangshan to the Regent King, bearing the burden of holding up the sky alone, perhaps delaying the continued fall of Heaven and Earth.
Whether this speculation was true or not, it at least showed from another angle that fallen Heaven's Will and normal Heaven's Will were entirely one whole. If he slapped either the "fallen" or