Sword Tower, Great Elder Jiang Ran.
Pang Jian suddenly looked up into the sky.
The pitch-blackness that had enveloped the Fragment Land all night was slowly fading, and the morning of the Purgatory World was about to emerge.
The sky was also turning whiter by the moment.
With the night curtain vanishing and daylight descending, it mirrored the fate of the Hongdu Fragment Land.
Under the dimly lit sky curtain, the magnificent Sword Light Heaven Gate had long disappeared, and Jiang Ran, wielding the Heaven Gate Sword, was still there, but he was now brimming with demonic intent, oozing a pressure that overwhelmed the soul.
In the gradually brightening daylight, his pupils were still as black as stars.
He clearly was no longer Jiang Ran.
Since Shang Xiuchun had put everything aside and failed to break out of the Hongdu Fragment Land, and from the sudden appearance of the thousand-zhang-high Bone Gate, the entire Hongdu Fragment Land was filled with despair and gloom.
