The Monarchs, who had just managed to fend off another wave of the Heavenly Tribulation, instinctively scattered in all directions. The very next instant, that pillar of golden light crashed straight into the tribulation clouds.
The pitch-black clouds were instantly illuminated, transforming into a dark golden sea. All traces of purple vanished completely in that moment, replaced by massive bolts of golden lightning. It felt as though the wrath of the entire plane was surging within them.
The train chugged into the distance. The vibration of the wheels rattled loose vast carpets of withered, yellowing leaves, stirring up the desolate chill of autumn.
Chapter 419