Chapter 1
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Inside the majestic palace shrouded in clouds, at the end of the several hundred feet long jade stairs, a golden-robed man sat upright on a white, jade-like chair.
Inside the dazzling hall, it was a complete mess!
Not only were there many broken weapons on the ground, but there were also all kinds of rare treasures scattered everywhere. The two huge coiling dragon pillars on both sides were shattered, leaving only half of the pillars.
The majestic palace was deathly silent. Apart from the golden-robed man sitting there alone, there was no one else.
The golden-robed man turned a blind eye to all of this and only stared blankly at an object on the ground not far away.
On a huge plaque that was nearly half broken, the two large golden words "Soaring Firmament" exuded a boundless aura of majesty.
"Boom!" a loud sound rang out!
After the palace trembled slightly, numerous silver inscriptions appeared in the corners and quickly spread out, layer after layer, more and more appeared. In a moment, it was as if a huge net had covered the entire palace.
Thunderous noises continued outside, and the silver inscriptions in the palace flashed wildly. At the same time, the ground cracked and the roof of the palace let out a creaking sound.
"The moment has finally arrived!"
The golden-robed man finally raised his head and muttered to himself. Looking at the roof of the palace, his face was faintly covered by a layer of white light, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
The purple-gold roof of the palace shattered with a bang. Amidst the flying debris, a demonic hand the size of a mountain viciously grabbed at the golden-robed man.
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There was a massive golden mountain that was over 100,000 feet tall, and it was enshrouded in boundless green demonic flames. Bursts of Buddhist chants could be heard coming from the temple at the top of the mountain. At the same time, countless golden Sanskrit characters flew out, desperately resisting the approaching demonic flames.
However, as time passed, fewer and fewer Sanskrit characters flew out from the mountain, and the sounds of Buddhist chanting also gradually died down. Not long after, they were drowned out by the rolling green flames, and no more sounds could be heard.
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Within the murky Ghost Hell Region, countless grotesquely shaped ghosts rushed out from the gates of the sinister black city. There were even some malicious ghosts that rode on strange winds to fly or burrowed into the ground. They were like a torrential flood as they disappeared into the gray wilderness outside.
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The human world! Noon!
The sky was as dark as ink, and not a single ray of sunlight could be seen. Whether it was the city or the wilderness, it was as if it was the middle of the night. Only a few flickering lights could be seen.
In some cities and towns, under the lights, countless people could be vaguely seen looking up at the black sky. Some were dumbfounded, some were abnormally terrified.
Low cries suddenly came from the pitch-black sky, and they grew louder and sharper. It was as if countless people were weeping in a low voice, making those who heard it feel incomparably sorrowful and tear up.
Almost at the same time, dense red lights flashed in the sky. Then, one after another, crimson meteorites pierced through the dark curtain. The big ones were as big as mountains, and the small ones were as big as houses. They fell to the ground with a rumble and covered the four continents.
During the era of the Great Tang, there was a demonic creature that devoured the heavens, causing the heavens to weep and fire to descend upon the world. The common people suffered heavy casualties. — — Demonic Calamity Record
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