The golden light surged, the gravity of heaven and earth grew intense, and an indescribable pressure like a mountain roar and tsunami filled every corner of Lan Xing.
This pressure, invisible and intangible, was yet clear and distinct, divine-like, instilling fear and desire in equal measure.
The pressure came swiftly and left just as quickly, leaving behind only a chilling aftereffect that lingered in the heart.
Different from the inner chill, as the second sun in the sky grew larger and larger, the air gradually became dry and hot, as if a catastrophe capable of destroying heaven and earth was imminent, plunging the entire Lan Xing into a broiling silence.
When the gods descend, the world falls silent.
After an unknown period of time, that brilliant sun suddenly vanished, and the sky and earth returned to normal as if everything before had been an illusion.
