Chapter 825: Strife of Heaven and Earth, Creation's Profound Mystery
The Great Ming World, somewhere in the Northern continent beyond the realms.
Blood Qi permeated the heavens so densely that not even divine power could disperse it, converging above into a flowing river of blood.
The crimson blood seeped into the earth, staining the soil and rocks blood-red, countless limbs and severed arms scattered about, ruins and ramparts stood broken, fires raged everywhere, mountains shattered, and gravel lay smashed to pieces.
What once were clear mountains and beautiful waters, territories for cultivation, had turned into battlefields one after another, eerie and sinister, with wailing ghosts, and cities carved with formation techniques were pulverized, landscapes pierced through; it was clear that a catastrophically fierce world-altering great war had occurred, leaving behind a veritable wasteland of carnage.