Every living being in the Desolate Region looked up at the heavens in terror. The sky had split open. In some places, dazzling sword light blazed and sword qi soared, like terrifying hurricanes taking shape. Elsewhere, thunder rumbled and lightning rampaged across the heavens, illuminating the earth. In still other places, death qi seethed, and rotting corpses appeared, belonging to creatures of every kind.
At that moment, all living beings in the Desolate Region trembled. They felt cold to the marrow and collapsed to the ground, shaking. Ordinary people hid inside their homes, desperately hoping none of this was real.
But it was all real. The spatial rift seething with gray death qi suddenly widened to its fullest extent. The firmament resembled a shattered mirror, and even denser gray haze surged out of the rift, descending toward the Desolate Region. If it truly landed, the earth would become a land of death.
Whoosh!
A great yellow river rushed out of the spatial rift and poured down. The heavens had collapsed, as though the land of Yellow Springs had been drawn into this world. All kinds of corpses floated in the yellow river. Once it reached the ground, the earth would become a netherworld, and all things would wither.
As Yellow Springs descended, it affected the laws of this world. Streaks of blood-colored lightning appeared, seemingly heralding death's arrival. These eerie, chilling phenomena foretold a hopeless apocalypse.
"They have no idea what death awaits them. The forces of the Netherworld deliberately opened a passage to a netherworld realm, drawing death qi and Yellow Springs into the Lower Realm to destroy this world. They certainly are overbearing, looking down on everyone from their lofty perch."
Little Tower spoke.
"I'll handle it!"
Kunpeng Son roared and spread his wings, instantly appearing beneath that