The golden figure vanished into the black clouds, and the giant hands also disappeared into thin air. The madness of the scene gradually calmed down, all it left behind was the chaotic scene, crushed trees, and the ground scattered with blood. The entire scene was a mess.
It took Su Yu, Qin Jiagui, Zhang Zhongmou, and Ma Ziye a good while to snap back to reality. What had just happened seemed like a nightmare. If not for the ravaged scene before them, they would almost not believe what had happened was real.
"What...what was that?" After a long time, Zhao Shichang groaned, almost like a howl.
At this point, anyone who still believed that the world before them was the same world they had previously lived in would certainly be considered a lunatic.
"What the hell kind of world is this—" Zhao Shichang suddenly cried out, pounding his fists heavily on the ground.
