In an instant, the tower roared.
The black mist surrounding the tower surged violently, like thousands of awakened black serpents entwining with each other.
The darkness as thick as possible began advancing eastward, making a sizzling sound across the earth wherever it passed.
The newly regrown vegetation on the surface was the first to suffer, as the greenery turned into rotten gray-green the moment it touched the black mist, the trunks shrank and withered visibly, ultimately turning into black mist and merging into the Black Tide.
Crack!
A mountain stretched to the east was like a fragile cookie in front of the Black Tide.
Web-like cracks appeared on the kilometer-high rock wall surface, countless stones peeled off from the mountain body, corroding into fine sand by the black mist before hitting the ground, and finally merging into the Black Tide.
The Black Tide, under the joint control of the Five Great Evil Spirits, significantly enhanced its devouring ability.
