Chaos Moon suddenly vanished into the sky behind, and then its form morphed into a Canghuo Yinglong.
In an instant, the mythical mountains and rivers erupted in fierce flames, as if Divine Fires from heaven poured down upon the Mortal World, turning the heavens and earth into an unbearably scorching blaze of red.
The vast world was set ablaze, and the Canghuo Yinglong that Chaos Moon had transformed into swam through the flames. One could feel that this once God, too, yearned for a gratifying battle to vent the grievances of being suppressed here for endless years, for its dissatisfaction with those creators who now control the fate of the universe!
The Black Divine Sword stood firm as if it were facing off against a savage dragon. As Wu Hen grasped the sword in his hand, he resolutely sliced towards Disaster.
