An enormous hole appeared in everyone's eyes, like a cosmic black hole, directly connecting the black hole with Earth, seemingly ready to devour Earth at any moment.
A desolate aura emanated from the hole above. Although it's been six months since the New Year and it was summertime, no one felt the heat; instead, they felt incredibly cold. It was a psychological pressure, a neural disturbance.
Nobody knew what the giant hole in the sky was. It was incredibly black, swirling with a sea of clouds, like the end of the world.
At this moment, Lin Fei sensed this strange aura, filled with a sense of oppression. He stood up and looked at the large hole in the sky outside. This was a strange aura, a breath seeming to come from the abyss, yet with a desolate taste.
"What's going on?" Lin Fei asked Li Jing beside him.
Li Jing looked shocked, his hands trembling, "It's not good, the Upper Realm is coming!"
