Calamity

Killed them? It had no effect?

Fu Qian's phrasing left An Jing Shizhi somewhat baffled.

However, this newly ascended First Order was clearly rather pleased with himself. He not only refrained from asking further questions, but even offered a courteous blessing.

"Then I hope you get the results you're after this time."

As he spoke, he studied Fu Qian's face closely.

"What a remarkable object. Even now, I can only discern the mask's supernatural properties. I can't see through its concealment."

"But isn't that a bit unnecessary? Surely you don't think Nepheli never told me your true rank?"

"Not at all. I simply haven't forgotten the gift bestowed by the Pontiff."

Fu Qian improvised casually.

"The Pontiff?"

An Jing Shizhi looked a little taken aback, but soon burst out laughing.

"That title has lost its magic. It's been many years."

"Don't be nervous. What you see before you is a sight countless people will dream of someday."

As he spoke, An Jing Shizhi turned around and looked upward.

Fu Qian followed his gaze politely. In the darkness, a brilliant blue glow had appeared, racing across the sky with a long, umbrella-shaped tail that seemed almost like a dream.

In the blink of an eye, the light drew near, illuminating the entire night sky.

BOOM!

With a deafening crash, the enormous mountain casting its shadow was shorn down by a sizable chunk.

At the same time, countless crystalline fragments surged in every direction like a cascading waterfall.

Including toward the high hill where Fu Qian and An Jing Shizhi stood.

A comet? In theory, shouldn't it stop shining so brightly before it hits the ground?

Fu Qian saw it clearly: what had struck the mountain was a massive block of ice mixed with countless shards.

And now, along with the flying