Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Strange divine weapons howled through the sky above Northern Deep City, plowing through its earth.
Magma surged into the sky, earth, fire, wind, and water swept across the land, gold dust blasted through the air, and a wind of wailing flowed.
All manner of strange powers ravaged what had once been Northern Deep City.
Northern Deep City in the Underworld was gone.
The hundreds of ghost gods were gone as well.
Then, like other places, this region began drifting randomly through the Underworld, appearing and disappearing at random.
Whoosh!
Only after Wang Quan watched the ruins of Northern Deep, filled with all manner of powers, disappear did he smile and say, "Your Northern Deep may have vast holdings and deep roots, with branches and leaves spreading far and wide."
"Although I couldn't wipe you all out this time, I can take my time from now on."
"This world is vast, but it's also very small."
"From now on, Northern Deep's cultivators are my enemies."
"As long as I still have the authorization, I can scrape you to death, little by little, like scraping skin."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Terrifying divine weapons shot into the sky, trailing multicolored light. They circled overhead before finally landing on the platform.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The platform transformed, shrinking continuously until it became a sphere, then howled away like a meteor.
As Wang Quan watched the Sky Patrol Magic Treasure recede, Ghost Emperor Heart's advice from back then surfaced in his mind.
"I never took his words to heart before. I thought he was talking nonsense."
"This time, seeing him secretly ward off disasters and clear away dangers for me was enough to prove that everything he said was true."
"If such a terrifying Magic Treasure were used on a battlefield, just how