The World of Confucian was ablaze.
A strange three-headed bird flapped its wings and spewed out flames, cold currents, and venomous poison, turning an army into corpses.
Black smoke shrouded the city, hiding the sky and covering the earth.
One-by-one, skeletons climbed out from the earth and killed everything within range.
These corpses would stand up again after a while, becoming new zombies and joining the slaughter.
The entire city transformed into a ghost city before long, containing no trace of the living.
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If you were to look at it from the sky, you would see that with the release of energy from that giant monster, many academies were destroyed all at once. The power of the human Confucian scholars was so fragile and vulnerable when the end came.
A wisp of yellow Qi rose from the earth and slowly condensed. In accordance with the mountains and rivers, it flowed toward the earth veins to form a dragon vein!
