Lin Chen hovered in midair, his form enveloped by a black mist that could rival the sun and moon, stretching for miles like a torrent and covering the entire world.
Everyone on the ground had turned into corpses strewn about, and perhaps until the end, they never believed this existence, seemingly as harmless as a kitten, would be so powerful and terrifying.
Lin Chen swung his weapon, directing the black mist to swiftly cover the entire sky. The sunlight overhead vanished, replaced by an endless night.
The elderly man in purple calculated with his fingers, seeing the anomaly in the sky, he muttered darkly: it seems the Demon Kuang Tian has been resurrected.
"Master, it's terrible news!"
At that moment, his apprentice came rushing towards him, wailing loudly along the way.
Up close, he saw it was the apprentice he had sent out. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes full of terror, blood trailing down her lips, as she collapsed before him.
