The upheaval came so quickly that no one had time to react.
The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse and the Osmanthus Tree joined forces. By their own account, these two ancient relics far surpassed even supreme-grade divine artifacts by an unknown margin. Though their bodies were now battered beyond recognition and their energy had recovered only a tiny fraction, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. They still possessed power enough to strike terror into everyone.
Four-colored strange light surged up, and Holy Radiance Mountain, shrouded beneath boundless divine radiance, collapsed with a thunderous roar. Yet just as everyone saw the mountain crumbling into countless stones large and small, it vanished without a trace.
Reduced to ashes, the entire mountain—and every magnificent, glorious divine temple upon it—turned into wisps of blue smoke and scattered away.
A tremendous force erupted, blasting everyone standing atop the mountain into the air. The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse had not intended to kill anyone—Enzo and the others were among them, and they were Lin Qi's reverse scales. The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse had not gone so mad as to kill Enzo along with all those clergymen.
Thus, everyone was sent flying while coughing blood. The three Primal Patriarchs, Enzo and the others—every one of them spat out several mouthfuls of blood before being swept away within the four-colored strange light, limbs flailing, their bodies completely beyond control.
The Temple of the Thunder God had been pressing down, firmly sealing the void around Holy Radiance Mountain. But the four-colored strange light transformed into a dazzling rainbow and shot upward, while the golden thunder melted away in an instant like ice shards beneath the sun. Everyone even heard a strange groan—the Temple of the Thunder God's true body was overburdened, groaning like some