“This is a bit troublesome!”Chu Feng weighed the stone jar in his hand and hesitated.
To plant the three seeds, he needed the stone jar. However, the stone jar was now sealed with something. A moment of carelessness could cause an accident.
“It doesn’t matter. I can still suppress you!”He resolutely opened the stone jar.
The moment the fist-sized jar was opened, the entire mountain was dyed blood-red. It was as if it had fallen into the depths of hell. It was bone-piercingly cold. Moreover, ghosts were wailing, gods were howling, and sand and stones were flying everywhere.
All the ominous scenes that could be imagined in the world emerged. A black rain of blood began to fall from the ground, accompanied by a yellow whirlwind. Accompanied by Scarlet Lightning, the terrifying whimpering sound pierced into people’s souls.