The commotion this time was really a bit too great.
Yang Zhen guessed that, let alone the entire Su Emperor Palace, it seemed that the entire Central Court could witness such a terrifying celestial phenomenon.
In the half sky, the terrifying blood-red tide was extremely realistic, looking like an endless ocean, with seas of blood like tide and violent air currents surging turbulently, endless vortexes seemed about to exhale apocalyptic gusts, as if they wanted to destroy the entire world.
In reality, a lot had already been destroyed; within a thousand miles, almost everything had been leveled, and the apocalyptic breath that blew beneath had destroyed heaven and earth, directly annihilating all things.
For the first time, Yang Zhen truly understood what it meant to effortlessly destroy!
Could this be the heavenly tribulation meant for him?
Yang Zhen scratched his head, appearing a bit at a loss.
This was way too terrifying!
