The ancient god's phantom forming in the mine suddenly froze, as if someone forcibly hit a pause button.
From the Void Realm, came a resounding echo that shook the present world, with ripples emerging from the ancient god's body, spreading in all directions.
The mountains trembled, the earth twisted.
The mortal realm could not endure the anger of an ancient god.
Behind the Lingchuan Saint, the Lingchuan Bell shuddered once more, and instantaneously, miles of Purple Cloud gathered in the sky.
