Far away on the Western Continent, they naturally could not hear the Green Moon Empress's miserable screams as her divine body collapsed.
Lin Guxing stood inside a high tower in Port Vias, gazing down at the frantically busy workers and craftsmen below. Thousands of ships, large and small, had been crushed beneath thick layers of mud. The workers were digging through the earth, salvaging the precious cargo from the damaged merchant vessels.
The Black Spirit Continent, the Fifth Abyss, and the Sixth Abyss had rammed into the Western Continent from the south, joining with it into one landmass. Several more Abyss continents had gathered behind them, directly turning Port Vias into an inland city.
Although a winding waterway more than ten thousand li long still connected it to the greatest ocean in the south, Port Vias could no longer truly be considered a port city. During those days when heaven and earth had turned upside down and the continents shifted, the god-level powers of the Dragon Mountain Empire had used their strength to protect the entire southern region of the continent, ensuring that its cities were not destroyed by tsunamis and earthquakes.
But changes to the terrain and landscape were beyond the interference of those god-level powers. Thus, the more than ten thousand merchant ships and passenger vessels docked in Port Vias, including over a dozen squadrons of the Dragon Mountain Empire Navy, had all suffered disaster, buried beneath thick strata of rock and earth. Now, these workers and craftsmen were busily excavating valuable wealth from the entombed ships.
Lin Seventy-Seven stood behind Lin Guxing, watching the bustling Port Vias with a gloomy face. His hands clenched tightly into fists, and he ground his teeth as he spat viciously, "This is that brat Lin Qi's territory? Just a tiny city.