In the eyes of all living beings, the sun, which always hung in the vault of heaven as if from ancient times, had turned blood red and terrifying.
Under the crimson glow, a large number of ghosts began to appear and wreak havoc.
Blood and bones, in an instant, dyed the world red and covered the earth.
Not until a pure red morning sun emerged from the starry sky, dispelling the crimson and confronting the great sun.
One small, one large; one warm and bright, the other crimson and sinister.
The two suns thus hung in the vault of heaven, within the view of all beings.
In the west, the city that housed the largest cathedral had already vanished.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, mountains collapsed and the earth tore apart.
An old Taoist clad in a gray robe held a fierce-looking head in his hand.
Specks of silver light, like blood, flowed from where the head was severed, floating in the air before disappearing.
