C497 The Third Tremble

The air was thick with purple fog, omnipresent and seemingly impenetrable.

It formed a barrier, as if a wall had materialized out of the mist itself.

Jiang Loong's earlier musings were spot on—the entire Earth was enveloped in this purple haze, creating a formidable wall that resembled a fortress's ramparts, its height beyond imagination.

He stood in a frozen expanse, where even here