The phantasm of the Great Sun Glaze Dao Fruit trembled violently, nearly disintegrating, but was forcefully held together by the Wish Power flowing down from the Bodhi Holy Tree.
At the core of the explosion, space had completely collapsed into a black hole.
Dark Gold Blood Thunder writhed madly within it like a dying python. Shards of the Bloodstained Vajra Pestle, wrapped in True Martial Demon Suppression Evil Qi, tore a hundred miles of the void into chaos.
The phantasm of the Earthly Buddha Country that had appeared over the Eastern Wilderness Land distorted and dissolved in the turbulent flow of energy, like an ancient painting splashed with boiling water.
A viscous, bloody rain suddenly poured from the sky. The Gang Wind swept across the Eastern Wilderness, carrying the wails of ghosts and the howls of gods.
