The sky slowly went dark as the shroud of night was raised.
The Dance continued.
The music played.
The nozzles of the skeletons' gatling guns had already gone incandescent.
If time were to be slowed down, one would see short bursts of flames appearing from the gun barrel before going through the dead people's bodies, crashing into the giant black wall before exploding into fireworks.
The firework of death that continuously bloomed!
The consecutive firepower created a sort of spider net array that turned every dead person trapped inside into a skeleton who devoutly knelt on the ground repenting.
Roar!!!
The dragon in the sky continued to roar.
Sprites of light were still flying up from the River of Death and gathering towards the waterfall of light that descended upon Gu Qing Shan's body.
