The Ancestral Lands Disappear
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"This..." Everyone looked at the scene before them in shock. Even the Unblemished Saints among them had never seen something as shocking as this.
The sun hung high above Sun Castle and had turned into a black hole that was swallowing up all the flame power in the Ancestral Lands. It even seemed like their own flame will powers were being pulled out of them and sucked into it.
Wu Yong, who had been cultivating, opened his eyes and looked up at the scene taking place in the distance. His robes fluttered in the wind as he was bathed in endless flame. His eyes that were full of flame will power did not seem disturbed in the least.
Had he succeeded?
Over the years, many had been able to enter the Ancestral Lands, but no one had ever really uncovered the secret therein.
However, could it be that this time Ye Futian of Qianye City, who they had brought with them, had been able to do it?