Chapter 287: A Sense of Deja Vu_1

With the departure of Zhang Jing and the others,

the once bustling city gate now fell into a deathly silence.

The howling wind swept up the ashes from the ground into the sky.

For a moment, black snow drifted down all around, looking quite beautiful.

Time ticked by slowly.

The many cultivators living nearby cautiously opened their doors and their gazes fell upon the ashes on the ground, their faces betraying a look of horrified shock.

These were the powerful members of the Chu clan, who had relied on them to hold control over Lingjiang Immortal City for thousands of years.

Now, they had all been turned to ashes by that being.

And there had been similarly terrible commotions from another end of the Immortal City before, the implication of which was self-evident.

"There's going to be a change in the heavens!"

The same thought flashed through everyone's minds simultaneously.

Creak!