Boom…
In the sky above Hong Mountain, the black clouds gathered. Bolts of lightning appeared like twisted pythons, briefly illuminating the vast sky before extinguishing again.
The terrifying storm dispersed the white mist blanketing Hong Mountain.
The ground shook, and huge rocks rolled down.
Everyone stopped in their tracks, watching the sky in terror.
At this moment, it felt as if doomsday had arrived, as if the mountains under their feet could collapse at any time. Crack after crack appeared before their eyes, expanding continuously.
"What's going on? What happened?"
"The Hongmen's Blessed Land is experiencing a disaster, is the mountain going to collapse?"
"Damn, has something like this happened before? Wasn't this place supposed to grant us our wishes? Which idiot wished for us all to die?"
On Hong Mountain, there was pandemonium.
Everyone was frantically rushing down the mountain.