The Thunderstorm Valley.
An incomparably huge dark cloud vortex suddenly landed on Earth.
The rolling dark clouds and boiling lightning snakes instantly drowned the martial warrior army of the Blood Mountain Sacred Land, Mirror Moon Lake Sacred Land, Tyrant Dragon Mountain, and the other factions.
Ahhhhh—
Miserable screams sounded as many martial artists instantly turned to ashes.
Chu Zhou watched this scene from afar and secretly clicked his tongue.
"Could this trap have been set up by the Divine Son of the Crimson Moon Church, Lyton, and Goddess Monica?" He thought to himself.
Lyton and Monica were the two people in charge of the Crimson Moon Church's counterattack. This was already an open secret.
They must have set up such a shocking trap.
