The water source was like a deadly poison, rapidly seeping into the ground.
In just a few days, the green trees began to rot, and drops of sticky liquid covered the ground. The animals began to gradually weaken and kept running. With a plop, they fell to the ground and could no longer get up.
Life was being destroyed, and there was fear and anxiety everywhere.
"Help!"
"What's wrong with the world?"
Some of the ancient race tribesmen let out cries as they ran in large strides. Gradually, they fell to the ground as blood flowed out of their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. They were no longer breathing.
Strange ...
Deathly silence.
Empty.
Even many new cultivators in the inner world were contaminated and suffered great injuries.
In his dantian, a fiery-red golden Crow looked at the barren world that had been ravaged by nuclear radiation. It was as if the end of the world had arrived, and it was filled with confusion and disbelief.
