A wave of strange fluctuations spread. That heavenly gate suddenly exploded!
It was gorgeous like fireworks and stunning like the multicolored light of the morning sun. It looked so beautiful, and it was full of five colors. It suddenly erupted, and a rain of light streaked across the sky like a meteorite.
That gate exploded, accompanied by a rain of blood and scales. It was destroyed from the void, heading toward destruction.
Shi Hao saw everything clearly. A wave of coldness rose within him. Was it so dangerous to go to the lower realm? It was clear that someone died, creating a wave of divine might.
The only fortunate thing was that the distance was far enough, and the crack was in the sky. Otherwise, the lofty mountains would have been turned into dust.
"Why did it explode? Is it not strong enough?" Shi Hao asked.
