"What's your plan?" Wang Yutian's voice resounded throughout the entire world. Every last living existence on the continent could hear it, causing numerous individuals of all races to search with their already lifted gazes. The apocalyptic scene didn't cause the world to descend into chaos, but a hopelessness.
Everyone was cultivators, and the world-devastating aura leaking from the numerous cracking fissures that littered the sky only invoked such feelings. There was no way to resist. Death was the only choice.
"Hahaha!" A boisterous laughter resounded alongside Wang Yutian's voice, filled with excitement and a bit of recklessness. As if loving chaos, the voice playfully responded with: "I'm winging it!"
The voice was familiar to a few individuals. The first to recognize that voice, having heard the playfulness many times before, was Qing Qiumu who was unleashing protective canopies over the children. She was urging her power to protect them, even if it was useless.
