Xia Mi put the ashes back into the urn, then lifted the urn into her arms.
Then golden light blazed in her golden dragon eyes. Her red lips parted, and a string of ancient, majestic Dragon Script syllables, as if from the primeval wilderness, was chanted in a grand and low cadence. Every syllable seemed to strike directly against the pulse of the earth.
The next instant—
"Rumble, rumble, rumble!"
A violent tremor spread madly in every direction from beneath her feet like ripples. The ground of the entire cemetery heaved and split like a boiling sea—
Farther away, from the direction of the city, came the terrifying, unending roar of buildings swaying, glass shattering, and concrete cracking. The sleeping city was hurled into an abyss of panic in an instant; alarms and cries wove together into one chaotic din.
And this small cemetery, under the savage groaning of the earth, was kneaded viciously as if by an invisible giant hand.
Great swaths of land caved in and collapsed, forming bottomless fissures and sinkholes.
Toppled gravestones, trees, earth, and stone, along with Raymond's riddled corpse as it was swiftly buried, were swallowed by the churning soil and rubble and dragged into the ever-expanding Earth Abyss. Dust surged into the sky, forming turbid pillars of smoke that blotted out the cold moonlight.
In just a few breaths, the original cemetery had vanished completely, replaced by a devastated ruin.
The excavated grave, scattered tools, splattered blood, traces of battle—everything was completely buried by this devastating localized earthquake beneath chaotic rock dozens of meters underground.
Xia Mi stood quietly on the only patch of ground at the edge of the ruins that could still be considered intact. The dazzling radiance in her golden dragon eyes slowly faded, returning them to a bottomless black.