An hour later.
Xuanyuan Cang began slaughtering cities.
Starting from the west, he sacrificed and massacred one city after another.
Countless ordinary people lost their homes, families, and friends, then began fleeing eastward in a state of upheaval.
Whenever Xuanyuan Cang arrived at a new city,
everyone within it would see
a black cage descend from the heavens, blanketing the entire city beneath it.
Then, a thin layer of black radiance would spread across the ground.
When someone was touched by that black radiance,
their body would sink downward as if they had stepped into mud and sand.
If others tried to pull them out,
they would sink down along with them.
Until their entire bodies were swallowed, leaving not even their bones behind.
News of Xuanyuan Cang slaughtering cities
finally exploded in the third hour.
It appeared online.
Videos began being uploaded to the internet.
Some ordinary people desperately filmed the sight of the city skies being covered by the black cage before their deaths.
Even before they died, their livestreams continued.
Countless people watched as they were dragged into the black mire and died.
This scene made countless people's hearts pound with terror, their courage freezing solid.
"The black figure in the sky—is that Xuanyuan Cang?"
"Xuanyuan Cang is slaughtering cities!"
"Wherever those black things go, everyone gets swallowed up, leaving no bodies behind!"
"They're dead! They're all dead! Everyone's dead!"
"Run! Run!"
"Get out of the big cities! Xuanyuan Cang's targets must be those major cities!"
"You can run for a moment, but can you run for a lifetime?"
"Once Xuanyuan Cang has slaughtered every city, he won't stop there!"
"What do we do? Then what do we do? Where are the Transcendentalists? Where are the Transcendentalists of our Human World? Think of something and stop Xuanyuan