At the same time, on the star where the Imperial Tomb was located in the Divine Realm, as the human-faced trees wailed and the statues outside the Imperial Tomb Mountain revived, as the vortex in the sky spun, the endless storm became even more terrifying.
It was as though doomsday or heavenly punishment had descended. The entire star was trembling.
The howling and whimpering sounds wreaked havoc in the world.
"Damn it, which bastard triggered the divine restrictions here!!"
In the storm, in a leather tent, a person sat cross-legged.
The skin of the tent this person was in was very strange. It was unknown what beast it was from but it could actually stand firm amidst the storm.
When the wind blew over, it was actually frozen in this small space.
However, it couldn't calm Fan Shishuang's heart. In the tent, he gritted his teeth and looked outside with intense fear in his eyes.