At this moment, all the Human Race cultivators in Shenhua Heaven raised their heads and gazed into the distant sky.
That horrifying sight, enough to be carved into the depths of their souls, crashed into everyone's field of vision without restraint, causing even the breathing of heaven and earth to fall still.
Clouds as heavy as ancient divine mountains pressed down layer upon layer, like countless black giant spirit gods standing shoulder to shoulder, forcing the firmament dangerously low, as though it might collapse the next moment and crush the entire earth.
Within the clouds, purple lightning danced wildly like dragons and snakes. It was no ordinary lightning, but purple-gold lightning threaded with the aura of chaos.
Every time it flashed through the clouds, it tore them apart and unleashed a roar that shook the Nine Heavens.
That violent roar was no ordinary thunderclap. It was a howl carrying destructive Dao Charm, shaking countless cultivators' eardrums until they nearly split and leaving their souls trembling.
The pitch-black night sky had long since lost its original tranquility. The churning clouds were like a boiling sea of ink, madly roiling across the firmament for tens of thousands of miles.
Shrill sonic booms rang out one after another. They were the sounds of space being compressed and torn apart, each one like an invisible blade scraping across everyone's minds.
The thunderclouds, dense enough to nearly become tangible, seemed to have been thoroughly enraged. Deep within the clouds, countless arcs of lightning burst apart wildly, intertwining to form a Thunder Net covering heaven and earth.
Blinding lightning pierced the darkness, illuminating more than half of Shenhua Heaven as if it were broad daylight. That light carried an ultimate intent of destruction, making every cultivator looking up instinctively narrow their eyes.
Even across the distant