The moment Lü Yang appeared and spoke, Celestial Capital City faded to black and white. An indescribable ripple expanded in all directions.
Wherever the ripple passed, there was only annihilation.
Buildings vanished. Pedestrians vanished. It was as if none of it had ever existed. It made no difference whether one was a street-side beggar or a Celestial Martial Artist—all were treated as equals!
"How can this be!?"
A Celestial Martial Artist roared in terror, finding it impossible to accept.
Yet no matter how they reacted—whether by fleeing, staring in a daze, or screaming hysterically—they could only dissipate silently within that ripple.
