It was a thin crack that emerged at the connection between the palace wall and the ground, and then spread upward at a terrifying speed with the ground shaking. It spread to the wall and passed through the Xuanmen. In just one minute, it grew into a network of cracks, which was shockingly intertwined throughout the entire outer wall of the Afang Palace.

The next moment was the huge palace city that had been traveling for several miles, shaking with the huge shock of the black ground. The Afang Palace itself was just a camouflage engineering building, with a magnificent palace, and it did not have the solid structure of the real palace. Moreover, the vibration of the black ground was so terrifying that even the strata were being destroyed, and even the strongest buildings could not be stored.

So when the cracks interwoven into the net covered it tightly, the entire magnificent Afang Palace collapsed and shattered while shaking. The huge palace city that covered several miles wide shattered, and the loud noise of the collapse directly shocked the ground, forming a layer of roaring sound waves that echoed outward.

Erhui, who was carrying the three people running outwards, was swept by the loud noise and almost fell to the ground in fright. The three people on Erhui's back were also surprised at the moment when they heard the loud noise. They subconsciously turned their eyes and looked at the center of the black land that had been hundreds of meters away. They watched, in the disaster scene where the strong wind swept through the sand and dust and the earth cracked the soil, the huge palace city that had been standing in the center of the black land and stretched for several miles outside finally collapsed in the giant epicenter.

The palace city built with so much manpower and material resources was finally destroyed fragilely in the face of the power of nature, like a cardboard box. Indeed, the people who ordered the construction of this palace might have thought of such an ending from the beginning. And while the Afang Palace collapsed, the collapse of the black ground became even more terrifying. Amid the rumbling roar, the black earth rolled and raised, revealing a deeper black inner layer, and the huge surface cracks spread rapidly, just like countless black lightning growing on the ground, shuttled out with a surging power.

One of the cracks spreads just under the feet of the gray-haired Kuilang. Every time one meter is rushing forward, the ground under it will be immediately torn open by terrifying force. Although the gray-haired Kuilang flashed out in surprise, the crack in the other direction will continue to chase it.

On the deep black ground, it was like opening countless terrifying big mouths. As long as the gray-haired Kuilang was not careful or ran half a beat slow, he would immediately fall into the abyss-like cracks of his mouth and die without a burial place. Under the extreme fear, the gray-haired Kuilang stimulated his greatest survival potential. He opened his eyes angrily, bit his sharp teeth with his mouth, and then carried three people on his back and ran out frantically, fighting the collapse of the black ground and the cracks under his feet, performing formidable racing between life and death.

But at this moment, a few golden-red lights overflowed from the collapsed Afang Palace, silently, but seemed to be indicating some mysterious pull. In the following moment, another ancient and solemn long chant surged from the depths of the ground, surging and surging out along the countless cracks that had collapsed in the strata.

The long whistle was stronger than any previous one, and even with an inexplicable imperial majesty, it rose from the entire boiling black ground, and then rushed straight into the sky, shaking the deep sky. In the moment when the long whistle rushes, all the dark clouds floating in the sky were destroyed in a flash, and disappeared into a misty phantom in the sky.

So the sky, which was covered by the clouds for a long time, finally showed its true appearance. The sun was silent at noon, and the bright sunlight poured down, illuminating every corner that was shaking wildly on the cracked black ground. In the shocking long rumblings, countless golden and red lights were also venting out from the ruins of the collapsed Afang Palace, forming a strange golden and red scene, as if competing with the fierce light of the Wuyang.

Finally, at the end of the long chant, the golden red light emitted from the ruins rose to the extreme. Along with this, a terrifying force surged from the depths of the ground, completely shaking the entire palace ruins that had spread for several miles. At that moment, everything in the ruins was shaken up, and the empty ground could no longer block the golden red light. Then, in the center of the cracked black ground, the golden red light was vented, emitting unprecedented wonders.

It was like a surging flames burning, or like a golden torrent gushing out, or simply, like a mass of qualitative light that burst into an extremely gorgeous firework on the ground. Then, the ultimate golden-red light rushed straight into the sky, swallowing up the bright afternoon sunshine, dyeing almost half of the sky red.

At the same time, a more terrifying scene happened. The supreme sun, hanging on the top of the sky, was actually covered by a strange black shadow, and gradually was hidden by the light that shone on the sky. Nie Hui was still running out desperately, while Zhang Liang, Bian Que, and Miyamoto Musashi all stopped their eyes and looked at the stunning scene of the erosion of the noon sun in the sky with a still expression.

A powerful wave of energy fluctuated from the center of the black ground, carrying a supreme deterrent aura, echoing through the entire broken and damaged black ground. When the energy wave swung hard, like an invisible heavy hammer hitting the three of them, they felt a powerful deterrence that reached their souls. So in the instinctive fear, they subconsciously fell down their eyes and looked at the source of the aura.

At this moment, their eyes turned around and saw that in the collapsed ruins, a ball of gold rose into the air, and Mi Yue—their figures were not seen at all. If they had not escaped from the depths of the earth-shaking disaster, then the dark land that was like ruins could not have their resurrection. Then they...

"Ying Zheng... failed." Bian Que said with a trembling cold voice and expressionless face. He didn't know Mi Yue's life and death, but at this moment he stared at Zhulong in the sky, he knew Ying Zheng's survival and death. "What do you mean?" Zhang Liang asked subconsciously. He didn't know what Bian Que said at this moment. It was obvious that the "Reincarnation Day" had been released and Zhulong had been reborn. Their ultimate goal had been achieved, why did he suddenly say that he failed?

"Ying Zheng lost, Ying Zheng lost to Zhulong..." Bian Que said lightly, his eyes as cold as ever. He said something unknown, and Zhang Liang and Miyamoto Musashi could only listen for no reason. They didn't know what Ying Zheng did in the end, but from Bian Que's eyes, they could probably guess...
Chapter completed!