Zhao Shou, with the soul of the Confucian Saint, crashed into the thick black clouds with an unstoppable and unavoidable momentum.
He and the Confucian saint's heroic soul were instantly swallowed by the black cloud. The black cloud, which had almost replaced half of the sky, quickly shrank and gathered toward the center, as if it was going to envelop and refine the Confucian saint's heroic soul.
However, in the next moment, a clear light burst out of the thick black clouds, and then thousands of light beams broke through the black clouds. The clear air and the black clouds mixed and entangled, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, and continuous explosions occurred in the high sky.
The sound of explosions was one after another, shaking the people on the ground. They covered their heads and shivered. They had completely lost their minds and only endless fear remained.