Red Dragon Sanctuary, at a northern city.
That city was not spectacular amongst the Red Dragon Sanctuary's many cities, but it had countless cultivators nevertheless.
But now… the city fell silent. It was a dead city now.
Within the city walls, the tall and mighty buildings remained standing, but they were swept with a coldness, frosting them all with a layer of ice.
It was as if the entire city had frozen up.
At the top Void above the city, three figures stood in a line.
They were Red Dragon King, Abysmal Saint Master, and Underworld God.
They rushed over as soon as they heard the news, but obviously they were too late. The city had already frozen up by the time they had arrived.
"Everyone has vanished, just like before, that dragon again," Red Dragon King clenched his fist, and his face turned green with anger.
"We came here as fast as we could, but still we were too late," Abysmal Saint Master frowned.
