The heavenly universe was black as ink, the stars and moon vanished, as if plunged into eternal darkness. A desolate silence surrounded the Great Primordial Mine.
Indescribable oppression, endless dread, and a terrifying sense of suffocation descended, as if numerous black Great Mountains were falling, sinking deep into people's hearts.
"What is happening?" The four were astonished, their hearts heavy, completely unable to comprehend what was unfolding.
"What happened at the Great Primordial Mine? We're not going to die, are we?!" Chen Huaiyuan asked, his voice trembling.
Li Desheng was also shivering. His left eye emitted a ghostly glow as he strained his Underworld Eye, gazing towards the Great Primordial Mine.
"What did you see?" Ye Fan urged.
"What's going on at the Great Primordial Mine?" Old Dao also asked hastily.
