In the Thirty-Three Heavens guarding the Tianyuan World, it looked as if a billion nuclear bombs had simultaneously struck. The Thirty-Three Heavens shook violently, emitting a disturbing roar that echoed throughout the Tao River.
"What's happening!"
Ning Yunying, following behind Su Jie, widened her eyes slightly at the scene before her—the Thirty-Three Heavens were being shaken.
Su Jie's gaze was fixed, realizing that the disturbance in the Thirty-Three Heavens was not caused by the Chaotic Tide but seemed more like some attack.
Amid Su Jie's contemplation, several figures came into view ahead.
They were the Dormant Emperors from the Yang Palace Holy Land, fleeing terrified as if chased by dogs.
"Someone's up ahead!"
"Seems like it's Su Jie!"
"Quick, get over there, he might help us."
As the Dormant Emperors spotted Su Jie, their eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior; they had always run far away when spotting Su Jie previously, let alone daring to come close.
