In front of Mi’luo Palace, two of the Three Pure Ones who have just arrived suddenly whirl around.
Inside the High Sky Throne Hall, the Jade Emperor frantically asks questions, panic-stricken.
Zhenyuan freezes mid-air, his posture suspended, and turns back in terror.
Inside Cloudrealm Sky Harbor, the Heavenly Army is already in chaos.
On Avalon Mountain, Master Taiyi gazes up at the sky, his expression grave.
Even the South Heaven Gate Fleet, en route home, halts abruptly.
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The sun has ceased to exist; the entire world is shrouded in endless darkness.
Within the human city-states, residents scramble to flee.
In the wilderness, living creatures huddle in caves, gazing upward in awe and fear.
On Blossom Mountain, the demons stare blankly at their king.
All mortal beings tremble.
At this moment, no words can express the terror in their hearts.
The effects of the medicine have begun to take hold.
Spiritual energy from all corners of Heaven and Earth converges madly; the clouds swirl into a rising vortex, lightning dancing within—becoming the only light left in the world.
Above those clouds, Monkey floats with his eyes shut and arms spread wide, feeling the surging flood of spiritual energy.
Scorching winds, wild and fierce, tear through the sky.
His muscles tremble and flow, swelling, veins bulging. His wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye; new fur quickly grows over charred skin.
Across his flesh, even points of spiritual power can be seen flowing along his meridians.
His cultivation surges madly upward.