Ancient vision

Boom...

From the loud explosion Xiu Luo woke up but what layed beside him is not Zhu Jia or the Sword Valley as the world around him vanished, replaced by a scene of utter destruction. The last thing he remembered was Zhu Jia calling his name.

He tried to comprehend the situation but what more complicated him is that he could see the world, the destruction happening. He could see as there is no blindfold around his eyes, his eyes look more golden with luster filled as though his eyes were never blind.

Boom.

Following the noise, he looked at the source. His expression baffled as the sky was torn and pitch black, split open by ceaseless lightning that crashed like divine judgment. The clouds roared with fury, and bolts of different coloured thunderbolts rained endlessly onto the shattered earth. Mountains bled molten lava, erupting violently, casting rivers of fire through broken valleys.