The huge rift in the sky was like a gruesome wound, from which a dark aura poured forth like a torrent, quickly shrouding the entire sky. The world, which had grown slightly brighter after repelling the remnants of the dark power, was once again covered by a dark haze. This dark aura carried a suffocating sense of oppression, as if it were a gaze from the abyss, making everyone's souls tremble.
Xu Tiancai gripped the Sword of Creation tightly, looking up at the rift in the sky with a tightly furrowed brow. "This aura... is far stronger than the previous remnants of dark power. I'm afraid an even more terrifying entity is about to descend." His voice was low and solemn, and his eyes revealed unprecedented vigilance.
A'gang gripped his Battle Axe, his muscles taut, facing a formidable enemy. "No matter what it is, we won't let it destroy this world again." His words were filled with determination, an intrepidity forged through countless battles.
Chapter 209