A tear opened in the sky, like a giant beast opening its bloody maw, and thick darkness poured forth like a tidal wave, devouring the clear blue sky. A heavy, despairing aura spread rapidly, shrouding the entire Realm of Lost.
"Do you feel fear, you tiny insects?" The Dark Lord's voice echoed as if from the depths of hell, carrying a chilling and terrifying pressure. His massive figure slowly emerged from the dark rift, surrounded by heart-stopping black flames.
"How is he back so fast? Could it be..." Huo Yao's expression shifted drastically as realization seemed to dawn on her.
Chapter 247