The incident happened too suddenly.
No one present had figured out what was happening. Yang Ling was even preparing to use some trump card to join forces against the Divine General's attack, but then... the Divine General suddenly fell?
Fuck!
Even Yang Ling, that old monster, was completely dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events.
He had no idea what was going on.
The Divine General was disintegrating. His body was turning to ash from the inside out, every wisp of it rapidly crumbling away. The terrifying phenomenon brought about by a Half-God's fall erupted abruptly within the tunnel.
The horrifying aura blasted straight out of the tunnel entrance.
It swept through the hall.
It burst out of the ruins.
It enveloped all of Ma Dang Mountain and the surrounding area for thousands of miles, causing every holy spirit within the region to raise its head in unison and gaze at the heavens, their minds trembling with fear.
"What's going on?"
"This kind of celestial phenomenon... a Half-God has perished!"
"Heavens!"
"Where did this Half-God come from?"
Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky, while blood rain fell in torrents. Countless things resembling dark-gray paper scraps swept across the land amid the howling sinister wind.
"This is... the painting disaster!"
"The painting disaster has dissipated!"
Suddenly.
The Awakened who had been driven out of Ma Dang Mountain by Old Tian but had not gone far, continuing to watch from the outskirts, discovered that all the painting-like colors inside Ma Dang Mountain had suddenly vanished.
The entire mountain range had turned into a deep, gloomy pit within a few seconds!
"Whoa—!"
Anyone with a remotely functional brain could guess that the celestial phenomenon caused by a Half-God's fall was directly related to the painting disaster.
In other words.
The source