I didn't steal it.
In the eternal night desert.
The thick darkness seemed to fill the entire world.
The nine stone pillars stood quietly, and the purple-green lightning flashed across the sky, temporarily illuminating the desert.
The chains formed by tribulation power kept shaking and tightening, pulling the blood-colored coffin that was floating in the air.
Outside the stone pillar, the crazy non-humankind beings were standing in twos and threes, looking up at the coffin emotionlessly.
Next to the stone pillar, ning Wuye's eyes were closed. His body was covered in blood and he had terrible wounds. His robe was already soaked in blood. Beside him was the final sunflower with a weak aura; A little further away was Ji Changfu, who had three deep wounds on his back that revealed his bones and had lost his left arm.