After an unknown period, the world finally calmed down.
Everything within a radius of several kilometers was reduced to ashes. The mountain peaks were shattered, the plants were destroyed, and even the land had sunk more than 33 meters. The Heavenly Disaster's power was clear to see.
After the thunderclouds dispersed, the lazy sun came out.
Ou Yangming let out a long howl, and his aura swept through the void. Wherever the sound wave passed, the space revealed a touch of darkness that made one's heart palpitate. Spiritual Qi was destroyed and formed, formed and destroyed, forming a scene that moved one's heart.
Zang Jian lamented as he rushed over from afar. He expressed in a deep voice, "Brother Yu, Congratulations on becoming a Venerable One and surviving 9 Heavenly Thunderbolts."
