The sky above Jinzhou City was wrapped in a layer of black clouds, bearing down on people's hearts and making it hard to breathe.
"Boom!"
The vast muffled sound shattered the silence, spreading throughout the city. It left the people in a state of confusion, questioning what was happening.
The sound was not a roll of thunder, its source was from above the city.
"This calamity of bloodshed comes from the Devil Sect."
Zhao Huai stood by the window, observing the spectacle in the sky, understanding that the extreme evil predicted by the copper coin divination originated from there.
The Devil Sect was after the Ancestral Weapon. They believed that the weapon resided with the Rightful King of Yan, him.
Right now, the divination results had not changed, indicating that he had merely avoided a crisis temporarily. The danger is still far from over.
He also wondered about Xiang Yun's fate, under the hands of the old devil, whether she could save her life.