Below Red Flame Mountain.
The world was shrouded in desolation, leaving only a solemn silence.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene, their faces pale, bodies trembling.
Total annihilation!
In merely half a day, the leaders of the Thirty-Six Sects who had come to besiege with overwhelming momentum—Ye Bozhong, Master Xingyue, Kou Pingtian, Ye Xuanji...
Which of them was not a figure standing at the summit of Southern Heaven?
Which one was not a Celestial Immortal Powerhouse!
Which one was not a supreme being whose words shaped reality!
But now.
All of them had fallen under this very sky, not only leaving no remains but even their souls were utterly obliterated. How could they not be shocked, not be terrified?
And Yi Tianli, as the sole survivor, trembled all over, his eyes filled with horror.
