The wind and snow howled fiercely—
Chu Ling's spiritual voice reached everyone's ears.
"Golden Gate... decoding complete!"
In the distance where the torrential snowstorm raged, a towering Gate of Heaven appeared, radiating a dazzling golden brilliance.
Once they stepped into the cemetery, they lost track of the Golden Gate.
The reason was simple.
This Disaster Realm had erased all "coordinates" corresponding to the real world.
Only those who mastered the Array Patterns could see the truth and illusion between the two worlds...
"Evacuate!"
"Quick... evacuate!"
Bai Xiaochi began to quickly organize the Transcendents' departure.
...
...
This was the hardest day in Changye in twenty years.
After a massive explosion, the Qingzhong Cemetery fell entirely into Silent Annihilation.
And nearly a thousand of the Transcendents sent into the cemetery remained without any trace.
