It was unknown how long the villagers had lounged in the desolate mountains and bad waters, whether they tore the sky apart, overturned the earth, or casually caught an immortal bird skilled in flying escape from the desolation...
No matter the means, to those outside the village, it was nothing less than the collapse of heaven and earth.
"The, the sacred village is moving, it's moving..."
"How, how could this, be possible..."
"What, what has hap, happened..."
...
It seemed that in their eyes, the explosion in the sacred village was an event more impossible than the destruction of heaven and earth; at this moment everyone was pale, their celestial eyes glazed over, souls flying beyond the skies.
Yet while their souls wandered beyond the skies, a thought persisted in their mind—
The Second Divine Realm is doomed.
But doomed before the Second Divine Realm is the cliff top bearing Xie Tian and the blurred figure.
