At this moment, the sky had somehow already been completely occupied by Ink-colored Dark Clouds.
Those dense clouds were no ordinary rain clouds. They swept across the heavens like a surging black sea, carrying the savage momentum to devour everything, and in the blink of an eye, they had blotted out all the light in Shenhua Heaven.
The world suddenly sank into the pitch-black Dead Silence. Even the faintest glimmer was completely swallowed, leaving only the dull, muddy rumble of the rolling clouds echoing slowly across heaven and earth.
This mass of clouds, dense to the extreme, was like a colossal chaos beast that had lain dormant for countless ages. Silently, it opened a vast, boundless maw and began gnawing away at the outline of the sky bit by bit.
It was as though it intended to swallow all of Shenhua Heaven, along with the laws of heaven and earth, into its belly and turn them into nothingness.
Within the territory shrouded by the clouds, a terrifying pressure comparable to heaven and earth collapsing spread out like a tide.
That pressure did not come from a cultivator's Spiritual power. It originated from the majestic Heavenly Might of the Heavenly Dao's Punishment.
It was so heavy that the creatures on the ground bent at the spine. Their chests felt so stifled they almost burst, and even breathing became a luxury. Suffocating despair clutched the hearts and minds of every living being.
"Crack... crack..."
A dull sound like tearing silk came from deep within the clouds. Then, one after another, blindingly bright bolts of lightning suddenly burst through the Ink-colored Dark Clouds.
They were like golden heavenly swords cleaving through the darkness, instantly turning the blackened world deathly pale.
The dazzling lightning did not flash sporadically. Instead, it surged and darted through