With a crack, the earth shook and the mountains trembled.
It was as though a massive earthquake had struck the Heaven Mending Pavilion, startling everyone.
"Boom!!"
A spirit mountain sank, plunging into a black abyss below. It was not the only one; seven or eight others followed in succession, a horrifying sight.
"What happened?" Everyone was aghast.
An upheaval had struck the Heaven Mending Pavilion. One great black fissure after another split the earth, spreading in every direction, terrifying beyond measure.
The collapse of those spirit mountains was connected to this. It had happened so suddenly, and so frightfully.
"What's going on?" The elders of the Heaven Mending Pavilion were shocked and rose to their feet. Several ancestors in secluded cultivation were also alarmed and emerged from their cave dwellings one after another.
Shi Hao jumped up and looked toward the source of the great fissures. He had a bad feeling. That was precisely where the Divine Vine, their Sacrificial Spirit, resided.
Could the old Sacrificial Spirit be about to pass away? A sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
The entire Heaven Mending Pavilion was torn asunder. Several spirit mountains plunged into the abyss, and chaos erupted in an instant. Panic spread everywhere; no one knew what terrible upheaval had occurred.
Shi Hao clenched his fists, then swiftly leaped up. A pair of golden Divine Wings appeared behind him, the fruit of his cultivation during this period. They showed how deeply he had mastered the Peng Technique; faintly, one could even see a great fish about to ascend amid radiant clouds.
He had worked out a few scales and fragments of the Kunpeng Method through his own exploration. Such talent was destined to shake the world.
Golden light wreathed his entire body. Although he did not soar high into