The terrifying aura of Emperor Changjin was like a thin mist, splitting clouds, penetrating all things, and piercing the heavens.
Even in all the Taoist temples across the land, countless Daoists stepped out, and through the eyes of Qi Fortune, they could see the red light piercing the sky. Under the evil, sinister red light, the entire world seemed to be bathed in blood.
What a terrifying great tribulation!
The world is crimson, such calamity...
Many Daoists with low cultivation trembled, fearing the arrival of the apocalypse.
Above the sky.
"I see it, I see it..."
The energy body of Emperor Changjin was spreading, expanding like a rapidly inflating balloon, his eyes flashing rapidly, turning a ghastly white and muddy. On his pale face, there were thousands of pupils, each reflecting the shadow of a living being.
He suddenly felt the world was so clear, seeing the other side of the real world.
