The night was as dark as soaked in blood.
Over Yunyang City, a red moon hung high, looking down at the world coldly like a burning eye.
The earth trembled, a huge mouth opened in the wasteland, and black mist surged out, carrying the rotten smell and rushing towards the city wall.
A hundred-foot-long giant shadow came through the mountains - its fangs were like knives, its wings covered the sky, and its body was wrapped in twisted resentment. It was frantically hitting the city gate.
Every impact made the entire city groan, bricks and stones collapsed, and blood rained down in the wind.
That is one of the four ferocious beasts recorded in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" - Qiongqi!
Guard general Zhao Chong wore armor and held a sword. He roared and led three thousand soldiers to guard the city gate with fine steel and horses.
The Dao Sect's nine-fold talisman formation flashed with golden light, but was shattered one after another in just half a quarter of an hour.
An old monk was bleeding from all his orifices and fell to his knees, muttering: "This is not a natural disaster... It is a calamity."
The city was destroyed in an instant.
In a half-collapsed ruined temple ten miles away, a slender figure stood quietly under the eaves.
She is dressed in white clothes, covered with gray gauze, her hair is slightly messy, and she carries a bladeless guqin slung over her shoulder. It is ancient in shape and seems to have been silent for thousands of years.
