The smoke and dust cleared, revealing devastation as far as the eye could see.
"Can you tell me where you came from?" the Silver Dragon Empress suddenly asked Huo Yuhao. After traveling with him all this way, she had begun to sense something!
"I'll tell you, but this isn't a convenient place! Don't worry, I'm not stalling for time." Huo Yuhao let out a long breath before speaking in a low voice.
For some reason, the Silver Dragon Empress kept feeling her heart pound with apprehension.
A boy around the level of a Seven-Ring Soul Sage had repeatedly drawn murderous attacks from powers at the divine level. What did that mean?
The Silver Dragon Empress was not even sure she wanted to know the answer.
Of course, compared with the indirect anguish in the Silver Dragon Empress's heart at that moment:
The collateral devastation unleashed by the divine consciousness [Huo Yuhao] had sent into the mortal world and his cannon fodder [Dai Huabin] during their hunt for Huo Yuhao brought direct pain and despair to the ordinary people of Lingdou City.
Young men and women struggled to lift the rubble from the ruins, staring blankly at their blood-soaked parents or children, listening to their faint moans as they lay dying...
Their loved ones had been alive just fifteen minutes earlier. Fifteen minutes later, life and death had separated them forever.
People felt their hearts being torn to pieces, or as though ten thousand ants were gnawing at them.
"Let's hurry to the palace!" Huo Yuhao did his best not to perceive these unfolding tragedies as he spoke to Qiu'er, Snow Girl, Ye Guyi, Ji Juechen, the Nan mother and daughter... and the others.
A powerful sense of guilt filled his heart! But he knew that, for these people he cared