Zhang Yang suddenly vanished before their eyes, and everyone beside the Teleportation Array froze for a moment.
But they were used to Zhang Yang appearing and disappearing like a phantom, so they did not think much of it.
Yet gradually, they discovered that they seemed to be forgetting more and more things.
In truth, the heavens and earth of the First Realm had already been submerged beneath a crimson tide.
The entire world was blood-red.
Within the Shadow Domain, Shadow looked at that crimson power and smiled helplessly.
Slaughter had finally come.
In her view, no power and no person in this world could withstand it.
It seemed the First Realm was ultimately nothing but an illusion.
She sighed inwardly. She could only wait until her true body arrived in the future, then pull herself out.
In any case, there was nothing she could do now.
How could the power of the King Dao Realm possibly contend against it?
At this moment, all living beings beneath heaven and earth were gripped by boundless fear.
The entire world was scarlet. Everyone knew something had gone terribly wrong.
Though there had not yet been any casualties, who knew what terror would emerge next?
At this moment, all living beings could only place their hopes upon stronger people.
They especially placed their hopes upon the many Divine Spirits, hoping to receive their protection.
Yet the many Divine Spirits were utterly bewildered.
They felt that something was being lost.
Not only ordinary living beings—even cultivators were filled with endless fear, hoping for the protection of stronger beings.
In the Immortal Realm, all living beings hoped that the Immortal Emperors would step forward, purge this crimson power, and shelter them.
But when they began to think about it, they realized... who was the strongest person