The sky was a hazy gray.
It was unclear when it had started, but whether in the Spirit Realm or the Human Realm, catching a glimpse of the sun had become a rarity. The once fiery, scorching sun existed only in memories. Now, all that remained for the masses was a gray orb, its light fading with each passing day. Only now did the world truly grasp the omen of the Quantified Tribulation. This was not merely the concern of great figures; it was intimately linked to every living soul.
With the sun obscured by chaos, the world lost its light and warmth. Evil spirits surged across the land, and for the common people, survival became a grueling struggle, marking the onset of the darkest of times.
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