Rage laced with remorse erupted from Song Wen's chest like a volcano that had lain dormant for ten thousand years.
A vast, crushing pressure, carrying monstrous Baleful Intent, swept madly in all directions like a surging tsunami.
In an instant, the winds and clouds churned, and heaven and earth lost their color.
Within a radius of five thousand li, every mountain seemed to be seized by an invisible giant hand, then violently crushed to pieces.
Towering ancient trees turned to dust, rivers evaporated in an instant, and the earth split open with bottomless ravines.
Birds, beasts, and insects did not even have time to cry out before they were utterly annihilated by this heaven-destroying, earth-shattering force.
The mountains and rivers for ten thousand li became a dead land in the blink of an eye. Dust soared into the sky, blotting out the sun, howling ceaselessly like a sandstorm.
Song Wen's long hair whipped wildly in the wind, his robes snapped and fluttered, and pitch-black Baleful Intent as tangible as substance coiled around him. His eyes were blood-red.
Yan Yuyan squeezed out the last shred of her spiritual power and condensed a protective shield to withstand the surging Yin baleful corpse qi around her.
The Baleful Intent Song Wen released had not actually been aimed at her. It had even deliberately avoided her. Yet the energy storm stirred up by its surging currents still made her feel like a withered leaf caught in the wind.
Yan Yuyan looked fearfully at the man before her.
At this moment, he seemed like a world-destroying demon god from the Nine Netherworlds.
Yet she also saw within him a loneliness and desolation that had seeped deep into his bones.
He seems... rather pitiful too.
The moment this thought surfaced, Yan Yuyan shuddered violently.
She had