Rumble—!
An earth-shattering explosion, powerful enough to rupture eardrums, suddenly resounded across the heavens.
The explosion echoed through the skies as an unimaginably terrifying Flame Storm swept out from above the clouds in an instant, expanding to cover several hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
The dreadful Flame Storm spanned heaven and earth.
The scorching heat baked the air above the clouds until it became incomparably dry.
The surging waves of fire were like a fiery curtain spreading from the horizon, occupying a vast stretch of the sky and making space itself appear distorted and blurred.
The flames continued to churn like ocean waves, sweeping outward in every direction.
Faintly, bolts of lightning darted from the center of the flames, accompanied by peals of thunder.
It was as though a storm of lightning and fire had merged together, ravaging the skies above the clouds and dyeing the cloud layer below in alternating shades of blue and red.
Surely, this was what they meant by a heavenly phenomenon.
No one knew how long the flames and lightning raged before the astonishing disturbance in the skies gradually subsided.
High in the distant heavens, two figures still faced each other without moving. Golden ripples filled the space behind one, while a Magic Array hovered behind the other. Their gazes met in midair.
Yet neither the golden ripples nor the Magic Array contained any trace of the Treasure Tools and divine artifacts renowned throughout countless myths and legends.
Naturally, it was not because the Demon King and Hero, who had clashed in such an extravagantly wasteful manner, had exhausted their collections.
Leaving the Hero aside, Noah's Gate of Babylon had an automatic recovery function.
No matter how many Treasure Tools Noah projected, each incomparably valuable artifact would be retrieved. Not a single