Faint black vapor seeped from the cracks in Black Treasure Mountain. The instant it emerged, the sea across ten thousand miles was forced down thirty feet. Viewed from the sky, it looked as though a vast seal had been branded onto the ocean.
Boom! The black mountain exploded.
A pillar of pitch-black flame shot into the sky, piercing heaven and earth like a column of beacon smoke.
The black flames kept spinning and thickening, their blazing tongues churning as though a world-destroying demon were gestating within. Heaven trembled in terror, earth quaked in dread, and all things bowed low.
Purple light spread in all directions, illuminating the world.
An aura of supreme might spread outward with the deep purple light, sweeping across hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.
The sea and sky for hundreds of thousands of miles were stained a purple that seemed to come from an endless abyss.
The fierce spirits of the Forbidden Lands, the descendants of the saints, and the proud Emperor Realm beings all sank into a profound nightmare. They were as helpless as children trapped in bad dreams, scurrying and crashing about like headless flies.
Some saint spirits abandoned their Mountain Islands and leaped straight into the sea, flailing wildly,
Some demon barbarians were so frightened that they lost control of their bladders and trembled uncontrollably.
Some members of other races actually lay on their Mountain Islands like sick dogs, whimpering and weeping.
One fierce spirit even knelt on the ground, kowtowing over and over as he bawled.
The Great Scholars of the human race were the calmest among all the races, yet even their faces showed terror, and their minds threatened to collapse at any moment.
Fang Yun looked dazed. His divine sense had plunged completely into a hell filled with