Crushed Beneath the Five Elements Mountain

The Lower Realm, Kunyang battlefield.

The darkest hour before dawn.

Wang Mang stood on the high platform, making his final rallying speech, flushed with high spirits.

Suddenly, the system inside him screamed out a frantic warning:

[Heavenly fire detected falling to earth. Host, please take cover immediately!]

[Estimated impact point: the central army of the Xin dynasty forces and most of the left wing! Impact countdown: 10, 9, 8...]

The smile on Wang Mang's face froze dead in an instant, and he jerked his head up.

He saw the cloudless night sky savagely torn open by a brilliant, mournfully beautiful purple-gold meteor!

That meteor was enormous, dragging a blazing tail flame ten thousand zhang long, lighting half the firmament as bright as day.

At its core churned purple-gold Dao fire, its edges wrapped in burning furnace bricks and boiling pill qi, exuding a terrifying aura that would destroy all things.

At that moment, it was plummeting with incomprehensible speed toward the core region of the four-hundred-and-twenty-thousand-strong army under his command!

"Aaahhh!"

Wang Mang's roar was drowned beneath the explosive boom and blazing light that erupted in the next instant.

BOOOOM!!!

Outside Kunyang City, the land instantly became a purple-gold hell of flames!

The fierce fire was no ordinary flame; whatever it touched caught fire, whatever it brushed melted.

Sturdy rune armor became like paper paste, and the reinforced camp palisades vaporized in an instant.

The elite soldiers of the new army, under the ultimate heat and impact, had no time even to scream before they turned to flying ash.

The central army's high platform bore the brunt, vanishing together with the diviners upon it who had just sworn with ironclad certainty that there would "absolutely be no falling star."

At the final moment, Wang Mang was wrapped in the last