In midair, the terrifying airwaves gradually dissipated, and all the survivors had panicked expressions on their faces as they looked up in horror.
Yang Zhen... had vanished!
Hua Youyue's face turned pale; she leaped forward, wanting to rush over, but was grabbed by the Nine Dragons Saint who yelled, "What are you doing?"
Unable to break free from Nine Dragons' grasp, Hua Youyue stared into the sky and said, "I want to save him!"
"Save him?"
Nine Dragons Saint glanced at the densely clouded sky and pointed upwards, roaring, "Look carefully, that's the apocalyptic thunder penalty, the world-ending heavenly punishment from the great catastrophe. Have you forgotten the terror of this thing?"
