Amidst the sky filled with artillery fire, surrounded by the endless remnants of corpses, both Demon Beasts and more humans, her feet soaked in blood reaching her ankles, gently swaying with the blood, the sticky sensation made Zhang Yulin shudder throughout, her eyes staring blankly, her whole body slightly numb, her body temperature dropping, and then she started to tremble uncontrollably.
Although it was just a Dream Realm, in the Dream Realm, she had the ability to experience real sensory perceptions.
With the sound of a dense whistle, a large number of armed fighter jets appeared in mid-air.
A series of deafening explosions followed, missiles and artillery fire pouring down wildly, the ground cracking, dozens of Fireballs blooming with it, heatwaves rolling, fierce flames raging, burning on the ruins.
Such an assault, even an Emperor must fall, but when the smoke cleared and the dust settled, in the giant deep pit, that youth in White Clothes remained unscathed.
