"Under the Great Tribulation, how can there be a Pure Land?"
These words were written in every corner of the Tianyun Realm with blood, fire, despair, and wails, heavy as a heavenly chasm where the path of the Dao is severed.
The mastermind of the eternal Great Tribulation—the Mortal Tribulation Qi, thick as molten rotting flesh, surging with endless sin and twisted desire—had transformed into a vast ocean.
Chapter 265