Roar...
At the Cross Corner Street, torrential rain poured down.
Rain fell from the sky, while from underground a beam of eerie black light surged upward, with Diabolical Force spreading rapidly.
In just an instant, it covered the entire Cross Corner Street.
In the end, the entire City of the Dead Bodhisattva was shrouded by a spine-chilling and formidable power.
"Run!"
"It's the Ancestral God again, run fast!"
At this moment, the Spiritual Cultivators remaining in the city realized what was happening.
The battle of the Ancestral God had erupted right beneath their feet.
Even though it was too late to flee now, staying put might lead to certain death.
"There's no way out!"
"This Diabolical Force has locked down the whole city!"
The black beam that enveloped the entire city had clearly transformed into Intangible Dao Chains, trapping everyone inside.
Death apostles, abominators, dispirited corpses...
