"Shall I say I have no clothes? I share a robe with you!"
The ancient horn sounded!
"Shall I say I have no clothes? I share your enemy!"
Blood stains the journey between heaven and earth!
The earth trembled, the Gu Yuan Tribe, one of the tribes closest to this eruption of vengeful foreign spirits, was already surrounded by countless resentful spirits. Black smoke enveloped the entire Gu Yuan Tribe in a world of darkness.
On the city wall, every few dozen feet there was a pot blazing with intense flames, illuminating the empty ground in front of the city. But this black fog was too pervasive, the raging flames were like a cup of water trying to put out a cartload of firewood, utterly incapable of dispelling the darkness.
