Darkness invaded, and disaster befell. The whole Immortal Cooking Realm was in a state of panic.
Fortunately, City Lord Meng Qi was still there, so the people's spirits didn't fall.
All the people in the fourth layer had orderly retreated to the third layer. That was the furthest they could retreat. If they moved further down, everyone's morale would collapse, no matter how Meng Qi calmed them down.
Once they retreated to the second layer, it would mean no more hope. When that happened, what was left for the Immortal Cooking Realm was destruction.
Meng Qi stood over a tall building in City Court, her robe flapping noisily in the wind as she looked at the Immortal Tree.
The majestic tree that emanated rich immortal energy and supported the whole Immortal Cooking Realm was completely decayed now. It was covered with rot and looked extremely dried.
Roar!
Darkness kept pouring over, corroding the Immortal Tree like maggots.
