Chapter 67 - The Ring_1

As far as the eye could see.

The once lush green hillocks, lakes, marketplaces, residences...were nowhere to be seen.

It was as if they had all been washed away by a natural disaster, leaving only ruins in their wake.

From a bird's eyes view.

The earth seemed to be filled with ugly scars.

Wang Ba stood near where South Lake used to be.

Unable to suppress a chill expression

The South Lake, which had survived the invasion of the Tianmen Cult into the East Saint Sect, was now completely filled with murky water, with half of the adjacent hill blasted away and fallen into the lake.

Moreover, the former poultry farm and spirit fields along the shore of South Lake were also gone.

All that could be seen was scorched earth.

Wang Ba, seeming to have perceived something, quickly moved to a location within the scorched area and found a half-burnt gourd vine.

This Class II gourd vine, after all, was not able to grow.

"Senior Brother, there is no Qi presence of Bu Chan here."