The world inside the Vessel of Creation is full of holes.
The earth shattered, mountains and rivers charred black.
Having endured the baptism of Celestial Tribulation Thunderfall, the world within the Vessel of Creation was in a deathly silence.
A thick stench permeated the air.
It was the smell released by the corpses of Fierce Beasts and Cultivators after being washed by the Thunder Tribulation.
It can be said that this was a great massacre, and once spread, it would shock the Ancient Road.
Because many well-known Celestial Prides had fallen within it.
Even more tragic is that they were just innocent victims caught in the fire at the city gate.
From beginning to end, they were never the target.
In the void, the Four Little Celestial Kings tore through the void to arrive at the core region.
What surprised them was that a white-clad ethereal figure was calmly standing there as if waiting for their arrival.
