Two figures fell from the sky. Zhou Yuanjue was completely unharmed, looking calm and composed.
Beside him, inside a large, translucent crystal, the Master of Desolation's form was like an insect frozen in amber. He struggled, his face filled with panic and terror.
One of the Twelve Celestial Demon Ancestors. A complete, Ancestral Level being. A terror that had loomed over humanity since ancient times. A horrifying existence that had, just moments ago, nearly crushed the Donghua Martial Arts Family single-handedly. And in such a short time, he had been reduced to this.
From a terrifying behemoth that soared through the heavens, looked down upon the earth, and regarded humanity as ants, he had become a mere insect frozen in amber.
This world-turning reversal left everyone on site stunned. They couldn't process what had happened, and a wave of dizziness washed over them, making them doubt if what they were seeing was even real.
