The true essence of creation

At noon, the sun was high in the sky.

The treetops were shimmering with white light, and as the branches and leaves stretched, golden spots jumped around, bright and beautiful.

Birds were flying around like a school of fish.

Following the dense branches and leaves, it was as if he was diving down from the blue sea.

Dark, cold, rotten, and other auras gradually expelled all the light and warmth, filling and dispersing.

In the forest that looked like it was midnight, corpses piled up like mountains. Fresh blood flowed into the soft and dark soil of the graveyard, dyeing the entire graveyard a dark red.

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With a shrill scream, the last living person was brutally killed by a greedy slave in endless fear. At the same time, Yu's cultivation level finally recovered to the late Foundation establishment stage!

By now, all the living beings in the vicinity, be it humans or beasts, had been brought here by the slave of greed and killed!