Tianwu City resembled a massive cage cast with an eternal curse by the god of darkness, tightly bound and shrouded in a palpable, oppressive atmosphere. It was a dense, suffocating weight unique to the moments before a violent storm, as if an invisible giant hand carrying the very weight of the cosmos were pressing down with irresistible force upon the boundless sky above the city, threatening to grind this ancient metropolis into dust. Darkness and unease surged like a restless, violent tide harboring endless destructive power, erupting like wild horses breaking free from their reins through every labyrinthine crack of the bustling streets.
They spread wildly, mercilessly dragging the entire city into an unprecedented vortex of apocalyptic chaos. Everyone within the walls felt as though they were plunged into the abyss of a nightmare, struggling on the verge of terror. "Did you know?
Three peerless powerhouses of the Void Flight Realm, like three fatal shooting stars carrying the breath of death from beyond the heavens, are speeding toward our Tianwu City at lightning speed!" On the street, a man with a face full of terror looked as though he had seen the most horrifying thing in the world. His complexion was as pale as paper without a trace of blood, and his eyes revealed utter panic.
Chapter 102