Outside the Southern Heavenly Gate, the sun and moon lacked light, and all was pitch black as if the end of days had arrived.
The already chaotically clashing Thirty-Three Heavens pressed against each other, flesh churning and pus flowing everywhere.
With deadly Fine Worms within, the fierce wind howled as it arrived and departed, corroding any existence daring to step out of the protective Immortal Light into a stinking black liquid instantly.
What horrified the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Southern Heavenly Gate even more was this.
A towering 'mountain ridge' made of flesh, Scale Armor, rocks . . . was like a rough file grinding back and forth on the body of the Nine Heavens Cloud Realm.
It emitted a 'sizzling . . . sizzling . . .' sound that was so dreadful it made one's teeth sour.
Even with ample confidence in the outermost Great Red Heaven Realm, they couldn't help but tremble with fear, worried that one careless move would turn them into minced meat.
