The sky darkened, rain poured down.
Thunderbolts flashed violently!
The earth shook as if thousands of troops galloped across the vast grassland, trampling with iron hooves!
Rising!
The ground is rising!
The pitch-black wall, scorched by flames, collapsed, and the scripture reels fell into the cracks of the earth, countless brown splashes compressed and collided, spurting out from the cross-section.
"Mahagala! Mahagala!"
The bewildered and dazed serfs cried out in fear, slipping and falling into the mud.
They crawled on all fours, struggling to escape, some curling up in panic and holding their heads.
"What are they shouting? What is Mahagala?" Long Yanrui asked, turning his head.
