Night descended, and the blood-colored moon hung in the sky of the sixth level.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the blood flowing out of the cultivators slowly disappeared, emitting a pungent smell of blood that was extremely strange.
If one looked from the sky, they would discover that the entire Rubble Ground was like a blade, emitting domineering blade qi from time to time.
Boom!
The Rubble Ground shook violently, and countless rocks rolled in different directions. First, it was covered in fog, and then ferocious beasts covered the ground. Then, cracks continuously appeared on the ground, as if the end of the world had arrived.
"What… is going on?!"
Lin Xuan grabbed the two of them tightly and avoided the falling rocks.
A rock smashed into the crowd. The cultivators who came into contact with the rock immediately turned into a bloody fog that filled the sky. It was extremely cruel.
