Above the Heavenly Seal Sect, the dark red blood curtain that had shrouded the sky for many days shattered inch by inch like broken colored glaze; the long-lost daylight pierced through the evil miasma and spilled down.
However, among the crowd standing on the ruined plaza, there was not the slightest joy that should follow the breaking of a formation on their faces.
Ning Chenxin withdrew the divine radiance he had projected; his aura was slightly unstable. The power of the Heavenly Jade Treasure Tree was indeed mighty, but driving it consumed an immense amount of his mind and spirit.
Following everyone's gaze, he looked toward the direction of the Banan Border, and his pupils abruptly contracted.
At the very edge of the sky, where there should have been the outlines of cities and verdant mountain ranges, everything was now covered by an endless expanse of scarlet.
