A Throat-Slitting Gesture from Fifty Miles Away? This Kid Was Truly Insane!

The lingering shockwaves still swirled through the air fifty miles away.

The Abyss Seven Generals stood atop the ridgeline. No one spoke.

Everyone was staring toward Sun Moon City.

That [mushroom cloud] had already swelled to a height of ten thousand meters. Orange-red light churned at its base, like a furnace inverted over the earth.

Ye Linglong's eyes were bloodshot. Her Demon Eyes operated at full force, relaying the distant scene to everyone.

There was no city left in the image.

From the northeast of Sun Moon City to its center, a glassy crater over forty miles across had replaced the imperial palace, the military headquarters, and the Heaven Soul Tower.

Magma churned at the bottom of the crater, reflecting an eerie light.

The eastern wing of the palace had vaporized so completely that even its foundations were gone. The armored battalion of the military headquarters had become a puddle of twisted molten metal.

Large parts of the civilian district in the southwest had collapsed, but its main structures remained standing.

Su Chen had chosen the detonation point in the northeastern corner. Though the chain explosion had gone out of control, the main targets of destruction had still been the imperial palace, military headquarters, and noble district—the three pillars of the war machine. Two and a half of them had been broken.

Jiang Tieyi clutched a piece of dried rations in his hand, stared at that patch of hell for a long time, then silently put it back into his robes.

He could not eat.

Chu Yao stood to Su Chen's left, her expression unchanged. Only, the hand gripping her gu worm bottle had tightened hard.

"Ye Linglong," Su Chen said.

"I see it." Ye Linglong's voice was taut.

The image through her Demon Eyes shook violently.

At the very