Destruction of the pocket world.

As the crack in the sky expanded at an alarming rate, Elder Xieling's eyes narrowed. She was acutely aware of the impending catastrophe - a massive explosion that would accompany the destruction of this world. Despite her formidable strength, she knew that even she would not escape unscathed if caught in the blast.

"Little Mo, transfer them silently into the mountain," she commanded, her voice steady but her face betraying a hint of worry. Her gaze was fixed intently on the east region, where the chaos was unfolding.

Little Mo nodded in understanding. She sent a voice transmission to the minds of all the members of the Heavenly Demon Group. "Prepare yourselves. I will teleport all of you inside the mountain. We can leave the rest to perish with this world." The message was received with devilish smiles on the faces of the group members.