Song Zhong had already experienced the arrival of a catastrophe once. Last time, it had been like this too: the entire universe had shaken madly, and then the world had turned pitch-black, without the slightest trace of light.
In the previous reincarnation, even after the catastrophe descended, he had been unable to see anything, and he had been unable to hear even the faintest sound.
But in this reincarnation, although his vision was slightly obstructed, he could still see roughly ten thousand meters around him.
In the previous reincarnation, when the catastrophe descended, he had only been a Quasi-Saint. Now he was a Saint, and in this reincarnation, his strength was far, far greater than in the previous one.
Not only could he see, even his perception had barely been affected.
He could even hear cries of terror coming from all around.
They were the startled cries of the disciples of the Hundred Peaks Sect.
"Why can't I suddenly see anything!"
"Why can't I hear anything clearly!"
"It's the catastrophe! It's the catastrophe Ancestor Song Zhong told us about!"
One cultivator after another quickly reacted. Song Zhong had already experienced a catastrophe once; how could he possibly have made no preparations at all? He had long since warned the disciples of the Hundred Peaks Sect in advance, and even the cultivators of the entire human race, that such a day would come!
"Ancestor said that if we suddenly can't see or hear anything, even if we're attacked, we must not attack! Just defend!"
"Ancestor said that at a time like this, we can only use defensive spells!"
Although the cultivators knew their fellow disciples could not hear them at this moment, they still shouted at the tops of their lungs.
Amid their shouts, a gash split open in the Human