"That... tower..."
At a certain moment, the chanting within the Divine Temple overpowered all other clamor and booms, resounding through the Cloud Sky.
The great doors of the Divine Temple flung open, and countless devotees with fervent expressions gushed out. Their bodies surged with powerful Spiritual Power fluctuations, enveloped in thick Light Shields, weapon in hand, gleaming with spirit light—they didn't hesitate to leap down from the heavens.
They quickly divided into countless torrents and spread out like a vast net in all directions, descending upon the entire Abyss Battlefield, toward the cultivators below who stared in stunned silence.
At the same time, billions of zombie ghosts kept pouring out from the Crescent Moon above.
In an instant, time seemed to freeze; this scene was as if forever branded in everyone's minds, as though it could only occur in the deepest of nightmares.
