The cold front moving south from the Northern Frontier formed dark clouds stretching for thousands of miles, shrouding the entire Jingji, yet at this moment, a tiny crack tore open in the middle of the cloud layer.
As the view zooms in, dazzling brilliance cascades down like a waterfall, the rain has just ceased, the ground remains muddy, a brand new trench extending tens of miles appears like a scar across the land, cutting through the mountains and forests.
It all began with just a heavy sword about a foot long.
The landscape was transformed, the rolling mountains had an opening, the dense forest seemed to be plowed by a mad bull, the dense woodland scattered and fragmented, broken giant trees lay everywhere creaking.
The foot-long heavy sword sat at the bottom of a massive crater, its surface like ink, devouring the surrounding light, and the morning sun rising from the east cast its shadow very long.
But at this moment,
