Huang Yan

The layer upon layer of waves around the island carried the aura of the Central Plains to the vicinity of the stronghold, drawing Heaven's attention. Under Heaven's "gaze"—

Although Gabriel's region was still surrounded by countless radiant holy lights, like blazing suns hanging high in the sky, once they crossed a certain boundary, that once-sacred brilliance became tainted with ripples of utterly sinful black gloom.

Likewise, the Death Horn that had once heralded ancient, eternal death became strange and sinister. Its sound was like the howling produced when the night wind swept across weathered rocks in a great desert, exuding the aura of death and desolation in the pitch-black night, releasing a magic that inspired terror.

Moreover, after the horn's sound entered the Central Plains, primordial qi surged wherever it passed, and countless twisted, savage, horrifying ghostly shadows emerged. It seemed to make its power stronger, but in truth, it lowered its rank.

The horn's diminished essence lost the true meaning of divine compassion it had once contained. Stained by the terror of death, it naturally fell into a disadvantage against Buddhist light.

Yu Chen, who had witnessed all this, nodded inwardly. The horn born from the Western Ocean's theory of the apocalypse corresponds to the concepts of ending and death in their world. Its energy level and rank are high indeed; it already faintly shows signs of surpassing Rank Two and reaching Rank One. But in the end, this concept belongs only to the Western Ocean's world.

*Once Heaven of the Central Plains takes notice of it, its essence is twisted. Ancient death and eternal ending, which once knew neither good nor evil, become erroneous death led by an evil god of sin and destructive ending brought by an otherworldly demon god. It may look more terrifying, but it