The God of the Ruined Temple
Chapter 811

Eastern Glory Yang Spirit

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No one knew what had happened. None of them knew why they had been dragged into this place in their sleep, much less why they had gone through all this...

Tang Changsheng's heart lurched. Where the blood-red Thunderbolt had struck, a huge fissure had opened, shaking the entire mountaintop. It could collapse at any moment.

"Run! Something's wrong with this place..." A Wizard jolted awake. He no longer cared about the battlefield. As he shouted, he cast some unknown Witchcraft. His figure blurred, and he slipped out of the Netherworld.

By then, no one could afford to worry about anything else. Every Wizard had a trick or two up his sleeve. They used their lifesaving skills one after another, casting spells to escape the Netherworld and return to the Ancestral Cave.

The Ancestral Cave was shaking violently too, as though it might collapse at any moment. Chaos swept through Rock-Piercing Stockade. Cries, wails, and thunderous rumbling wove together into a symphony for the end of the world.

"The Ancestral God has fallen..."

"The Rock-Piercing Ancestral God has fallen..."

No one knew where the shouts came from, but they sent the chaos spiraling further out of control.

The Wizards who had escaped first could think of nothing else. One by one, they fled the Ancestral Cave without looking back.

In the Netherworld, Tang Changsheng was about to cross back himself. Suddenly, streaks of Golden Light and red light burst from the brightness on the horizon. The rays coiled around one another, then shot toward the black-and-red clouds overhead.

Each streak looked like a bolt of silk, or perhaps a rainbow. Their momentum was immense as they swept across almost the entire sky.

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