What came into view was a blaze soaring into the sky, glaringly conspicuous in the darkness.
The flames raged, having already spread throughout Heavenly Citadel, where they burned fiercely.
The fire lit the surroundings of the city as brightly as day, like the sole torch in the dark night.
Yet what it brought was not hope!
The homes of hundreds of thousands of mortals were destroyed in this great fire, gradually turning to ash.
And they could only watch helplessly, with an even darker fate soon to come.
The several hundred members of the Huang Household's main branch had already been dealt with. The collateral branches, who made up the vast majority, witnessed their homes turning to ruins.
Grief hung on every face.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that their thriving lives would be turned upside down within a single day.
They had prospered because of cultivators, and because of cultivators, they had been destroyed!
As the city's buildings collapsed one after another, sparks were blown into the sky, drifting far, far away before going out.
Like fireflies, they were breathtakingly beautiful!
They also resembled fragile lives, releasing their final light and warmth before returning to darkness and cold.
"Waaah..."
Watching their homes turn to ruins, many Huang Household mortals sobbed too hard to speak.
Some plainly dressed members of the collateral branches did not even understand what had happened before being implicated, powerless to resist the fate that awaited them.
The towering flames were reflected in Liu Yu's pitch-black pupils. This was the scene he beheld.
Rumble!
Under the burning flames of spells, even hard bricks and stone were incinerated. The sounds of collapsing buildings rang out constantly from within the city, while its walls continued to crumble.
In only about a quarter of an hour,