On Nether Pool Continent, three active volcanoes erupted simultaneously. Dark clouds hung oppressively low overhead, making it hard to breathe. The air was thick with the pungent stench of sulfur. Thunderous explosions rolled in from afar, followed by countless fiery rains mixed with shattered rocks falling from the sky and crashing onto the ground. The already scorching wasteland immediately burst into blazing flames.
Several Demon Beasts resembling pangolins burrowed out from beneath the ground amid the flames, dancing excitedly in the fiery rain. Whenever a large boulder fell, they eagerly rushed over and continuously **** at it.
The entire surface was covered in endless rubble, flames, and lava. The environment was unimaginably harsh.
Suddenly, a sharp sword descending from the heavens instantly tore through the rolling black curtain in the sky, and faint starlight shone down from beyond the heavens!
No, it was not a sharp sword, but a gigantic warship. The vessel tore through the clouds, its friction with the atmosphere igniting raging flames. As though it had lost gravity, bow down and stern up, it plunged like a falling meteor and crashed into the ground with a deafening boom.
A violent shockwave spread from the impact point, sweeping up the scorched earth and raising a black storm.
The rolling dark clouds in the sky closed once more, driving away the starlight that had only managed a brief glimpse of the continent.
The impact was immensely powerful, splitting the already unstable surface into hundreds of deep ravines...
This family of five Demon Beasts stared at the distance in confusion. The eldest young one was especially eager to try. They loved the fire-element energy within sulfur. Not only could that energy promote their growth, but it could also strengthen them. In their eyes, this gigantic "meteor" that had broken through