"Old Wei, the Shadow Demon Curse is coming!"
Xu Shan's scream echoed with immense fear.
Wei Cheng had already rushed out of the warehouse, swiftly protecting the remaining Osmanthus Wine with an Immovable Golden Bell.
The Shadow Demon Curse would bring a devastating earthquake. It would be a real pity if these fine wines were shattered.
When Wei Cheng reached the top of the stronghold, he saw dozens of Devil Fires erupting violently more than two hundred miles away, in the direction of the ruins of Floating Cloud City. The scorching waves of fire mixed with ominous auras, sweeping across like a hurricane.
Dark clouds in the sky quickly turned into blood-red clouds.
This was the process of the Shadow Demon Curse exploding, with its terrifying shockwave spreading at a rate of hundreds of miles per second.
