The disaster came without a sound.
After more than a year of construction, the Divine Capital Special Zone had begun to take shape. It was not a primitive city like the old Divine Capital, but rather a modern metropolis with a touch of antique charm, closer to Xinyue City. It was afternoon now, and many people had just finished the day's work and were hurrying home.
Child student Li Xiaomeng had been rather unhappy lately. A month ago, her favorite Mr. Chen had actually left the Divine Capital.
Mr. Chen had truly been such a good person. He was handsome, highly cultivated, and made his lessons interesting. Sigh, those classical studies lecturers who had come now were simply awful—they actually rapped students' palms!
They actually rapped little girls' palms!
What had Mr. Chen said again? Little girls weren't supposed to be hit!
Because she was so angry, the little girl had been walking with her head lowered and did not notice the abnormal change in the sky at once. Only when the crowd cried out did she raise her head and look up.
Then the little girl let out a scream.
A hazy human figure floated in the sky. It stood dozens of zhang tall, entirely pure white and gleaming with a lustrous radiance. Its limbs were extremely long. Apart from a pair of narrow eyes burning with blood-red flames, it possessed none of the traits a human should have, as though it were itself no more than a silhouette. Above its head, an enormous, multicolored halo was rapidly expanding—those colors were precisely the representative colors of the Devil's Great Curse.
Many cultivators tried to fly up and probe this enormous monster, but the powerful pressure emanating from it crushed them on the spiritual level. Every cultivator who dared approach