365 Chapters: The Little Saint Country

"Roar!"

The chaos shook the heavens and earth, and the malicious energy darkened the sky. As the Quanrong general slashed down with his blade, it was as if heavenly thunder had triggered an earthquake, fully igniting the gloomy negative emotions that Ye Xuan had been bitterly suppressing.

"Boom!"

The endless heavenly vault was shrouded in darkness, with tens of thousands of blood-red bolts of lightning flashing across it. The boundless grassland trembled wildly for ten thousand miles, the earth began to crack, dust flew, and the ten thousand miles of space twisted terrifyingly.

Ye Xuan's eyes were lowered, his expression unclear to those looking on, but when he slowly raised his head, his dreadful, blood-red eyes swirled continuously with an aura that could obliterate everything.

"Bang!"