When she regained consciousness, those pedestrians were still lively, and the morning vehicles were honking at the crossroads, anxiously waiting for the change of the traffic lights.

Everything seemed like a hallucination.

But she knew clearly it was not.

It was the impact brought by another dimension.

Because she vaguely heard the terrible roars echoing in her ears.

It was the roar of the gods.

"Now all observable instruments have lost their function."

Liu Li said softly: "This is an unprecedented disaster."

Su Youxia leaned on the railing and took off her earphones, expressionless, saying: "Just received the news, not only in Magic City, but solar flares have been detected worldwide, and the source is not from the Sun as we recognize, but from Earth."

She tossed the earphones away casually because the conventional communication equipment would become useless next.

"Has the strong magnetic field already disrupted the whole Earth?"

Jiang Ziyue murmured.

Not long ago, they were still preparing for the final battle; the Dusk and Judgement Court’s Holy Land Level were throughout this city hunting the remnants of the Candle Light Believers. It was unclear whether the progress was smooth because everyone had lost contact and could only rely on their skills and cooperation.

Catastrophe could arrive at any moment; Ying Changsheng was already assembling the remaining forces of the Order World, trying to preserve the last seeds of human civilization and discussing a survival plan for the apocalypse.

Faint rumbling arose, and a black hole appeared out of thin air.

Jiang Yanli walked out of the time-space tunnel, panting heavily and leaning against the wall, intermittently saying, "Get ready, if that kid can’t hold on, the end is coming."

Accompanying her were not just the Catastrophe but also two young, promising girls.

Jiang Mingyan turned abruptly, surprised: "What did you say?"

"I said the fate of Earth rests on today."

Jiang Yanli raised her hand to the sky: "Two battlefields, this is the first one."

The fierce Sun hung suspended at the Peak of the Vault of Heaven, Vermilion birds and the goddess of the half-bodied sun confronted each other from afar, the scorching flames turning the clouds at the horizon into a brilliant blaze, faintly visible were two gods confronting each other like shooting stars clashing and colliding, their shock waves scattering the clouds.

Endless solar storms swirled at the sky, like a cyclone sweeping the heavens.

Jiang Mingyan merely glanced up, decisively reached for a flashbang at her waist and detonated it, the bright flash hurting everyone’s eyes, obscuring their view.

Because her Eagle Eye had been scorched, sticky blood streamed down.

This kind of injury could be healed by the Priest, but just catching a glimpse could lead to blindness; it was already a battle no mortal could interfere or gaze upon.

"Ah, I forgot, they cannot be stared at now."

Jiang Yanli, however, could ignore the scorching sunlight at the Peak of the Vault of Heaven, grinning with schadenfreude, pointing west: "As for there, that’s the crucial second battlefield."

That was where Gangrenboqi Peak was located, and also the core where two worlds overlapped.

"I want to go to Gangrenboqi."

It was Tang Ling’s cool voice, decisive and unquestionable.

"I want to go too."

Su Youzhu said coldly: "No matter what the outcome is, I want to bring him home."

Jiang Yanli turned around, sighed: "I promised him to ensure your safety. You guessed right, Gangrenboqi is indeed the entrance to re-enter Ancestor Star, but the problem is that the dimension has become chaotic, even I have no way to take you there."

"To reach Gangrenboqi, you’ll have to take the aerial route, but the problem is that a regular pilot would go mad halfway due to the high latitude’s ideological intrusion and wouldn’t hold out."

He spread his hands innocently: "This might be a one-in-nine chance of survival, after all, soon the worldwide communications will be cut off, and if you two encounter problems, there will be no place to ask for help."

Tang Ling walked out of the black hole, carrying the heavy Sword Box, turning to enter the safety channel: "I don’t mind, I’m the best pilot in the world."

She paused, turned around and asked: "Together?"

Su Youzhu gripped the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword, softly responding, "Hm."