Silently, the red mist had already spread over untold tens of thousands of miles, its edges seemingly reaching straight to the very ends of the sky.
Su Mo moved ceaselessly along the edge of the red mist in silence, sending people away.
Yet the boundless red mist seemed endless. Even as Su Mo kept sending people away from its edges, it would soon spread farther outward.
After Su Mo sent people away in swathes, everyone beneath heaven learned what had happened in the Ninth Heaven.
Everyone stared blankly at the heavens. Some seemed to have already seen the red glow filling the sky at its distant edge.
An oppressive feeling rose in the hearts of the world's people, as though the end of days had come.
Some stared dazedly at that graceful figure in white high in the sky, who said nothing yet desperately sought to settle everyone beneath heaven somewhere safe...
But that white-clad figure seemed to know that everything he did was in vain.
If the red mist did not stop, sooner or later it would spread throughout the Ninth Heaven... What could become of these people he sent away?
It was merely a matter of dying sooner or later...
Yet this was the only thing he could do now.
He could not make the red mist stop, nor could he halt its spread.
And the speed at which he relocated people could not keep pace with its spread...
The Calamity of the Nine Heavens had yet to arrive, but its omen alone had already thrown him into disarray.
The whole world seemed to have fallen silent.
Yet Su Mo still traveled through the air along the boundary of the red mist, constantly sending away everyone in the places it was about to engulf.
It was just