"ROOOOAR..." The pitch-black spatial black hole remained wide open, refusing to close. From within, waves of furious roars echoed out.
The roars were frenzied, vicious, and tyrannical. A single listen was enough to feel the ominous presence they carried.
Hearing these roars, Wen Zebin's expression instantly turned grim.
Others might not know Mo Yuan City's secret, but as the acting Guardian Envoy, second only to the two Celestial-level Guardian Envoys, he knew it crystal clear.
Everyone knew the story of the Eight Kings, but in truth, that was just a hardship from the early days of Mo Yuan City's founding.
Mo Yuan City had stood within this Dimensional Rift for so many years, and this was far from the only crisis it had faced.
The most dangerous of these occurred when the rift overlapped with a deeper Dimensional Rift, from which a Legendary Level Abyssal Demon Dragon emerged.
