Boom!
The entire Northern Territory was like a cruise ship caught in a storm at sea, beginning to shake violently.
A terrifying shadow seeped out of the void.
An ancient curse echoed across Heaven and Earth.
The World Barrier was collapsing. The passage connecting the Supernatural World and Blue Star was causing the geography of the two worlds to begin overlapping.
Woooo—!
Inside the City of Death.
Countless Nether Spirits from the Nether Era wept.
The Yin Soldiers pursuing the intruders halted, their hollow, lifeless eyes turning toward the sky.
At the center of the city.
Stood that mysterious, unfathomable pagoda.
The tombstones forming its tower body now glowed with a faint blue light.
Cold, silent, despairing, profound... The ghostly blue light reflected countless incomprehensible characters. They floated in the air, outlining a strange humanoid figure.
Boom!
The eight oil lamps hanging high in the sky began to grow unsteady.
The green flames inside them flickered precariously.
They seemed on the verge of going out at any moment.
The City of Death seemed to want to stop this upheaval from occurring—to extinguish the flames and collapse the passage.
"It's finally open."
"It's too late to stop us now."
An ancient voice rang out from high in the sky, shaking the mountains and rivers.
The sky shattered!
The eight vortexes that had lowered the oil lamps suddenly merged into one, forming an even larger vortex.
The darkness within the vortex was deep and heavy.
It carried an oppressive aura that drove people to despair.
It seemed to lead to the end of time and the edge of the universe. Everyone who faced it felt the insignificance of their own existence, and a profound sense of self-denial surged from the depths of their hearts—as though they were but a drop in the