C1641 Last Prologue

Illusionary world. In the air above Mysterious Sky Island, Fiendgods could be seen everywhere.

Nearly half a month had passed, and with the interference of the Reverse Revolving Wheel, the operation of the great formation had almost been reduced by one fold.

The golden radiance was no longer as dazzling as before. From the moment the faint dark aura seeped out to now