The sky was dim, leaden clouds hanging low.
Thick gray clouds lay like a quilt, smothering the area around Eagle Sorrow Cliff.
The sun still hung at the horizon, yet the sky had already darkened.
Shadows blanketed the ground, making the setting sun seem exceptionally dazzling.
Chen Mu stared, dumbfounded, at Eagle Sorrow Cliff as it slowly collapsed.
Where was the Mountain Protection Formation?
Hadn't it already been built?
Where had the Mountain Protection Formation gone?!
Boom!
As he stood there stunned, another ghostly green flame in the shape of a withered skull shot across the sky.
The summit of Eagle Sorrow Cliff, which pierced the clouds, exploded with a thunderous crash. Its pointed peak instantly crumbled apart.
Dirt and rocks flew everywhere. Amid the churning wind and clouds, an enormous gap appeared in the sky.
Though rocks clattered down from the mountaintop, all of Eagle Sorrow Cliff seemed to have fallen into an eerie silence.
At the foot of the mountain, along its slopes, on the streets of the Market, and beside the medicinal fields, everyone looked up, frozen in place as if petrified. No one dared breathe. Only faces agape in shock remained.
The next moment.
All of Eagle Sorrow Cliff erupted into chaos.
Everyone unleashed their methods and scattered in every direction.
Chen Mu swallowed and came back to his senses.
Turning his head, he saw his new neighbor, Du Cheng, kick away a fallen beam and leap from the rubble.
He raised a hand and threw out a Swallow-shaped Flying Kite, then jumped onto it and shot into the sky with a roar.
Wrapped in billowing air currents, he became a tiny black speck on the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Chen Mu immediately abandoned any thought of concealing himself. Black Smoke surged from