Heaven-shaking pressure descended on Big Black Mountain, and the Yin Yang Realm shook as if Doomsday had arrived.
The entire West Niu Hezhou was in turmoil, whether Demon Practitioners, Human Practitioners, or Ghost Cultivators, all were inexplicably horrified!
"What's going on? Where does this terrifying pressure come from?"
"Is the sky collapsing again? It truly seems the sky wants to abandon the Human Clan of West Niu Hezhou!"
"This is heavenly majesty, a tremendous heavenly majesty!"
The whole state was in shock, all tribes resounded together.
In East Kunlun Mountain, the just awakened Li Qingming looked towards the direction of West Niu Hezhou, his brows deeply furrowed.
"Qingming, could it be that Xiao Er has caused some trouble again?" Wang Shu, with her hair tied in a Two Forms Fengji bun, gently dressed Li Qingming, her words soft and gentle.
