"Rumble..."
The supernatural apocalypse had arrived early.
The fall of a single branch had triggered Heavenly Sea's great disaster. The catastrophe spread in a collapse-like wave, becoming a calamity no one could escape.
Perhaps some staff members had been warned. Perhaps most were still in the dark. But Shanming City had not seen a living person for a very, very long time.
A corner of the Real World seemed to have been completely torn apart.
Shanming, aside from the Heavenly Sea Staff who had long since fully merged into the supernatural, had clearly become a city of the dead.
Branch No. 10's seventeen ghosts had always followed a strong organizational structure;
The nineteen ghosts of Branch No. 8 likewise displayed an exceptionally obvious sense of organization.
If Huhai City was considered the starting point of this disaster, it was ultimately too remote to exert much influence over Shanming.
Then Tianming Bridge and Branch No. 8 were like a pilot site in the apocalypse, as well as a test.
Whether it was Branch No. 10 or Branch No. 8, there had to be a hand behind them, controlling everything with precision.
Therefore, whether they could stop Branch No. 8's pilot project from succeeding in advance was of vital importance to the staff. It was also the final life-prolonging ritual for the great vessel that was Heavenly Sea before its destruction.
A so-called ritual...
Mei Sheng raised her head to look at the sky. A raindrop fell into her eye, lending an unusual glimmer to her stunning yet vacant face.
Unlike many who knew the inside story, compared to Fang Shenyan and Luo Xian... she had never come into contact with any of Heavenly Sea's core matters. Or rather, she had never wanted to.
Mei Sheng only needed to do her own