Crack!
Bang!
Boom!
Three deafening sounds tore through the silence of Hong Huang.
Buzhou Mountain, the tallest mountain in Hong Huang, had stood since Pangu opened the heavens. Now the Heavenly Pillar that joined heaven and earth sprayed countless tons of rock across the land like fiery meteors.
The heavens tilted northwest, and the earth sank southeast.
In an instant, countless lives among Hong Huang's myriad races were lost.
Hong Jun landed and stared at the rocks still bursting from Buzhou Mountain. His eyes widened in fury, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hong Yun, you deserve to die! But before Hong Jun could act, Tongtian arrived.
He had no choice. The rocks falling from Buzhou Mountain were about to bury Liu Mang.
The moment Tongtian arrived, he snatched Liu Mang away from the falling rubble and drew him close. He sent a Magic Art into Liu Mang's body, then, after a moment's thought, set up a protective barrier before turning toward Buzhou Mountain.
The whole sequence took only an instant.
The next second, Liu Mang sat bolt upright and opened his eyes, searching for Hong Yun.
But what he saw was a split sky, with boundless Chaos Qi surging through it. At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Xuanhuang Qi shot straight into the heavens.
"Holy shit!"
Liu Mang's eyes went wide. The words slipped out before he could stop them, and he froze.
"Scared you, did it?"
A voice sounded beside him. Liu Mang turned to find Tongtian rolling his eyes at him. "Let's see if you still dare to stick your nose into everything!"
Tongtian thought the collapse of Buzhou Mountain had frightened him.
Liu Mang was frightened, all right—but not by that. Wasn't this what happened at the end of the Wu-Yao Tribulation, when Gong