Great waves swallowed Yunlun, leaving no color beneath the sky.
Darkness pressed down. At this moment, every trial participant within the Yunlun Mountain Range raised their eyes to stare at the colossal waves sweeping in from the nine heavens.
No one knew what had happened.
Yet these towering waves easily gave rise to the feeling that calamity had fallen from the sky, that death was at hand.
Atop the Fifth Dragon Vein.
Xu Deyi, Young Master Xu in Xu Xiaoji's guise, had just led his subordinates to seize the Dragon Lord's Banner, which Xiao Jing now controlled.
Everyone was immersed in celebration, for only four more mountaintops stood between them and the title of "Lord of Nine Dragons."
With just a little more effort, once the tide rose, who could stop the Xu Gang's advance?
Xu Xiaoji was equally thrilled.
This was the second mountaintop he had captured after escaping Master Shou's restraints, leading his own people.
Though he had not contributed throughout the entire process and had merely held the line, this joy of freedom was something he could never enjoy in the Origin Mansion World.
It made Xu Xiaoji, who felt mired in mud and under constant threat of death, reject the Origin Mansion World all over again. Only returning to the embrace of the Holy Spirit Continent could truly be called wonderful.
But not long after the celebration of victory began, darkness devoured every color, and bean-sized raindrops began to fall from the sky.
"Look!"
"W-what is that?"
The Xu Gang members noticed the anomaly and looked up. Then every face turned deathly pale.
"T-that's a sea wave?"
"No, a wave that high can only be called a tsunami... But how could there be a tsunami in the Yunlun Mountain Range? The nearest sea to this place...