Boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly, explosions rang out from the sky. Bolts of lightning as thick as water barrels intertwined overhead, painting a scene of utter apocalypse.
"A peerless genius of his generation—Chu Yun is about to fall. The Golden Crow Empire is about to lose a God King-level expert. It seems the Golden Crow Empire is not far from decline."
Within a snow-white immortal mountain, an old man gazed into the distance and let out a sigh.
The heaven and earth around him surged with every breath he took. His every movement influenced the laws of the world—it was terrifying beyond measure.
"A hero of a generation is about to fall. What a pity."
Within a vast mountain range, a golden figure shook his head. A pair of golden wings grew from his back, and his entire body was golden. He was clearly not of the Human Race.
His eyes were filled with regret. Among the Human Race, Chu Yun was the only expert worthy of his notice. Yet now, he was about to leave.
"To suffer cultivation deviation... that truly shouldn't have happened. For the sake of a woman, was it really worth it?"
Elsewhere, on an island at the center of an ocean filled with black demonic qi, a disheveled old man picked his nose.
The old man was utterly unkempt, his body exuding a trace of decay. The grime on him could probably fill a whole bucket.
"Hahaha, Chu Yun, oh Chu Yun. It seems you finally couldn't hold on any longer. Once you're gone, I'll take good care of your Golden Crow Empire for you."
"To become one of the Eight Empires, the stepping stone is to destroy one of them. It seems your Golden Crow Empire can no longer hold on. A God King expert—tsk,