章 1802: Holding Up the Sky (1)

Emperor Yu was even more shocked than the three divine emperors. He found the entire thing hard to accept. Xi Wangmu, whom he had spent so much effort to invite out of Mount Yu, was dealt with by the Unholy One just like that? It was an old god that had survived the land splitting and lived for 100,000 years in the Great Void!

Emperor Yu took a deep breath to suppress his emotions. The words 'Knee, and you might live' echoed in his ears.

The collapse of the Great Abyss Land's Pillar of Destruction was getting worse and worse. The falling rocks dragged everyone into the pit of despair. How were they going to survive in such a desperate situation? How could the millions of Feather tribesmen live? How could the countless living things in the Unknown Land live? They had all survived in the harsh environment of the Unknown Land for 100,000 years; was this how they were going to be paid for their sufferings?