At the beginning, it was just a wailing in the raging wind, like intermittent cries and sobs, heralding signs of malevolence.
But when the bottle covered with cracks completely shattered, boundless darkness boiled and soared into the sky at that mont, like a vortex gushing, as if the substantial Mutated Pollution rose to the heavens, rging into this cruel and narrow world.
And then, everything beca radically different.
When the last sliver of light was completely obscured, even the flashing lightning within the clouds could not illuminate the darkness ahead; only the shrill wind echoed back and forth among the dead silent mountains.
Even the Disaster Beasts huddled within the caves, unwilling to reveal themselves, or perhaps they felt threatened...
The once overwhelming curtain of heavy rain had sohow begun to thin out, yet no warmth or respite was in sight. The pitter-patter of the rain carried increasingly strange cries, falling like tears.
The rain that fell onto the earth turned pitch black.
Within the darkness, streaks of crimson erged, landing on people, bringing a bone-chilling malice, staining the fingertips with an indelible scarlet.
The rain, like a living entity, fell into Ji Jue's palm, wriggling quickly, converging with each other, the eerie coldness and aura swiftly seeping through the skin, eroding toward the fascia, bones, and internal organs within, dripping with pure malice, corroding the soul.
It was as if, in an instant, one left the mortal realm, falling beneath the vortex.
Ji Jue expressionlessly closed his fingers, the heat of the Blood of the lting Furnace flashed and disappeared, burning away the cold and erosion entirely, yet he felt the omnipresent malice and covetousness of the world.
The sky, earth, mountains, and even the wind rushing towards him seed to be endowed with a bizarre Mutant change by the rain, hungry to prey on all creatures.
In the nurous rain curtains descending like worms, eerie shadows erged one by one from the darkness, like wailing children, won covering their faces and sobbing, or twisted strange non-human entities. Everything subrged in past disasters erged from the calamity, malice and curses flowing from the rain, entangling countless strands on every Superior aura, longing to drag everything into the sa Hell as themselves.
The whole world had beco his enemy.
"Be careful, Ji Jue—"
At this mont, An Ning had already leapt atop the vehicle, like fur bristling, a pure White Deer aura manifesting from the soul, resisting the Mutated erosion.
Yet imdiately after, she saw Ji Jue actually step towards the blood rain outside the cave?
"Don't worry, this level of pollution is still within manageable range."
In the blood rain, Ji Jue felt the curse and resentnt swirling, breathing steadily, casually catching a drop of rain, the Matrix of Fei Gong erging from his palm, spreading.
Training barehanded.
From the Invisible fla of the Blood of the lting Furnace, the rain suspended above his palm quickly evaporated, decomposed, then bizarrely expanded, like an endless crimson fountain, scarlet gushing and spreading.
"The vortex is still far away, the stability of the mortal world hasn't been shaken, aning, it wasn't that a rift in the vortex was directly opened from the mortal world, but rather so part beneath the vortex was sohow moved into the mortal realm?"
No, even a Heavenly People wouldn't be so insane, the barrier between the vortex and the mortal world isn't that simple, let alone the 'lock' that Old Deng in the Heavenly Furnace ntioned...
From a brief pondering, he already deduced: "It must be so disaster occurring in the mortal world, which the Chosen One of the Gate of Eternity had sealed and collected, and now it's being released again... comparing the traits, it should be the Rain Blood Disaster that happened over forty years ago in the northern Central Earth?"
Forty-three years ago, the massacre in the Iron State, initiated by the Sacrificial King of the Red Country, where over a million aliens in three cities were subjected to genocide within six days, the organized killings continued for four years,
Corpses blocked the rivers, blood waters overflowed, the smoke from the crematorium never ceased day and night, the flas burned unbroken, the nauseating sll of charred flesh pervaded hundreds of miles for decades, never dissipating.
And the terrifying disaster born in such a hell on earth was the blood rain that flowed endlessly amidst cries and wails.
What he saw before his eyes was rely a glimpse, a fraction among thousands.
But what could be more fitting as a weapon than such a disaster of Mutated Pollution?
Indeed a genius idea.
It made Ji Jue couldn't help but tap his fingers in admiration.
At this mont, as the disaster resurrected and reappeared from the mortal world through the torrential rain, the entire interior of Kunwu was shrouded in endless blood-red, with no way to escape.
All Superior auras would be targeted and suppressed, all living things distorted beyond recognition under the erosion of Mutant changes. Even the most daunting enemies, facing the overwhelming blood rain and erosion, could only struggle in vain, gradually sinking...
As for endless future troubles? No concern whatsoever!
Just...
"Really peculiar."
Ji Jue looked up in puzzlent, murmuring softly, "Why is there a pre-battle buff for the opponent?"
At that mont, amidst the mournful crying and storming rain's echo, he stared into the bleeding sky, where a trace of a smile suddenly curled up on his indifferent and calm face.
Making An Ning instinctively hold her breath.
Her whole body chilled.
Clearly looking joyful, yet devoid of any warmth and reality.
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