The sun's afterglow?
What did that mean?
Zhao Lian, Qi Han, and the other officials were bewildered, their eyes full of questions as they looked at Zhang Yuan.
Could a little house barely the size of a palm resolve the crisis brought by this Corpse Tide?
How was that possible...
Zhang Yuan felt their gazes but had no intention of explaining. Looking at the floating corpses covering the ground and the evil ghosts and wandering souls filling the sky, he tossed out the [Sun-Eroding Demon King Palace], then leaped from the city wall.
"Zhang..."
Zhao Lian's eyes widened at Zhang Yuan's suicidal act, and she tried to stop him. Yet she had barely uttered a word when the light suddenly began to flicker across the world, which had still been fairly bright beneath the setting sun.
Before their eyes...
Rather than falling into the Corpse Tide, Zhang Yuan hovered in midair. The doors of the little black-and-gold palace he had thrown were now wide open, and the darkness beyond them was like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring every trace of radiance between heaven and earth!
In just three breaths...
Everything before them became a realm of darkness. Nothing could be seen; only the howls of floating corpses, evil ghosts, and other demons rang endlessly through the darkness, as though the end of the world had come.
The sun's radiance had been devoured.
Divine effect: [Eroding the Sun]!
Below the city wall, the sun lost its radiance. Roselight Capital's soldiers and cultivators, along with the demons and evil ghosts that still retained a shred of intelligence, all froze for an instant. They lit torches and looked around blankly, staring at their pitch-black surroundings without understanding what had happened.
Though they did not know why darkness had fallen, being plunged into such