In the distance, the mountains that had once towered into the clouds had been reduced to ruins, with billowing smoke and dust shooting into the sky.
At the center of the earth, a massive pit several miles in diameter had appeared, its depths unfathomable.
Within several hundred miles, vegetation withered, streams dried up, and even the birds and beasts had vanished without a trace. The entire world was terrifyingly silent.
"Ultimately... it was still destroyed."
Gu Yuan looked at the ruins, his voice hoarse. He raised a trembling hand, and traces still remained on his knuckles.
Jiang Na had a very good impression of the cleaning lady. She was plump and always smiling, and even the stair railings had been wiped spotless.
As the Ghost Messenger spoke, his hands moved swiftly as he retrieved four brocade pouches from a tall shelf. They were sewn with precious silk threads, and dense vitality wafted out from within them.
However, for cultivators below the Foundation Establishment Stage, ordinary spirit stones were enough for normal cultivation and trading. Rather than risk exchanging for mid-grade spirit stones on the black market, it was more worthwhile to buy more pills.
They had truly thought that Jiang Chu simply could not accept reality, nor could he accept leaving Yu Xiao Academy, which was why he had settled for becoming a fortune-teller.
A gang without money was like a castle on the beach. No matter how much righteous talk it spouted, it could not hold up for long.
But this time was different. The "Courage" skill had just risen to level two, and it needed to kill enough living beings to complete its passive enhancement.
Li Zicheng was moved by these words, not because of the so-called support of the people, but because expanding his territory without lifting