Zhang Family estate.
The crack in the earth extended here, swallowing people into the fissures now and then.
Members of the Zhang clan wailed and scattered, their devoted cultivators too preoccupied to care for themselves.
Houses collapsed and floors caved in, separating friends and relatives.
The sights before their eyes were bleak; the sounds in their ears were cries of sorrow.
Zhang Linchuan walked slowly through this chaos.
He covered his nose with a handkerchief to avoid the smoke and dust.
Such a terrifying natural disaster seemed to have no effect on him at all.
This scene was like hell on earth.
The world was dangerous, chaotic, and filthy.
Yet he remained spotless.
He was completely detached from the disaster around him.
He quickened his pace slightly.
"Linchuan! Save me, save your father!"
