In the mountains full of Spiritual Medicines, from beneath the soil, a skeletal figure slowly crawled out.
His entire body was wrapped in a strange curse and the Power of Destruction.
The process was extremely difficult, as if someone below was dragging him down.
His hands were also desiccated, devoid of color, and showed no signs of life. At first glance, he resembled a corpse climbing out of a grave.
The scene was a bit spine-chilling.
Both man and chicken felt their scalps tingle.
At the same time, above the City of Extinction, dark clouds gathered densely. Thunder rumbled and lightning crackled, the area they covered growing ever wider.
Many cultivators lifted their heads, their expressions solemn. "It's happening again."
Previously, when Jiang Ni'er calculated the Heavenly Secrets, a catastrophe had occurred; now it was the second time.
Everyone looked towards the City of Extinction, unsure of what was happening there.
