Chu Liuyue's voice suddenly trailed off as she rapidly looked up!
It was evening, and the sun was setting.
The last speck of glow was slowly hiding behind the thick clouds. The warm orange color spread across the sky as if it had painted the entire sky with a layer of golden.
In the God-Killing Tumulus, it was really rare to have such bright and pretty scenery.
But below the place where heaven and earth connected, it was covered with a faint shadow. Even the remaining glow of the light couldn't shine into it. From afar, it seemed like a patch of black that had been dark for a long time and had a certain cold aura.
Gradually, Chu Liuyue realized that the black color seemed to be continuously expanding.
The previous loud sound seemed to have come from there. If one said it was the thunder, it didn't seem like it.
With such a long distance between them, it faintly sounded unreal.