"What?!"
Luo Qingchen's face changed abruptly upon hearing the words.
He could feel that as soon as the Nascent Soul Stage black-clothed cultivator finished speaking,
The tremors throughout the Secret Realm became even more intense.
Space began to distort, with small spatial cracks flashing in the air like swimming fish.
The demonic qi surging from the underground cracks became purer and more corrosive.
The originally dead and desolate Secret Realm was now filled with an aura of destruction.
"This... This is impossible!"
Su Xiaowan shook her head in disbelief.
She couldn't imagine what kind of formation could possess such terrifying power, able to obliterate an entire Secret Realm.
"Nothing is impossible."
The Nascent Soul Stage black-clothed cultivator sneered.
"This 'Destruction Array' was painstakingly set up by our Holy Clan predecessors as the ultimate killing formation."
"Its purpose is to bury all those who dare to oppose our Holy Clan at a critical moment!"
