The great calamity of the Barbaric Wilderness actually arrived long ago...
But even so, the situation is far more serious than Mo Hua anticipated.
In his envisioning, the circumstances shouldn't be like this.
This scene should have appeared in ten years, five years, at least two or three years later.
Yet now, the time isn't right, causality has not matured, and the disaster scene suddenly unfolded before Mo Hua's eyes.
It's as if someone is using their hand to fast-forward everything.
Mo Hua suddenly stood still, lost in thought.
It wasn't just Mo Hua; even Lugu, Iron Skill Bone, Dan Zhu, Chi Feng, Elder Ba Shan, and others were all stunned by the scene before their eyes.
"How did it come to this..."
"Is this really the Third Grade Mountain Realm of the Danque Tribe?" Ba Shan was somewhat stupefied, "Did we go to the wrong place, how could it be like this..."
Desolate and barren, like a dead land at the end of the world.
