Just as he was immersed in the joy of this success, the sky, which was already unpredictable due to the strange phenomenon, underwent another earth-shattering transformation.
The auspicious clouds that had been hanging high in the sky were suddenly pulled by an invisible, massive hand, converging toward a single point at an astonishing speed. They piled up layer upon layer, forming a colossal cloud mass that resembled a towering mountain floating in the sky, scraping the heavens and blotting out the sun.
Golden light overflowed from within the cloud mass, looking like countless golden threads weaving back and forth. The radiance grew increasingly brilliant, dazzling to the point that it hurt to look directly at it. As dazzling as the sun, this light illuminated the entire Netherworld as if it were broad daylight.
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