Overwhelming pressure swept across the Seventh Layer of Heaven, and Fan Wu instantly recognized this familiar aura—it was the Cunning Immortal Sovereign!
The moment he looked up, he saw dark clouds rolling in the distance, shrouding most of the Seventh Layer of Heaven. Fan Wu also noticed that some of the celestial birds and beasts nearby were letting out uneasy roars, as if facing some great crisis.
On the ground, strands of Immortal Herbs visibly wilted, as if suffering from some strange disease.
Fan Wu could also see the closest Immortal Deer to him suddenly scream. He watched helplessly as the deer's skin burst open with wounds, from which blood and pus spurted, a pungent odor slowly filling the air.
"How familiar this scene is, I remember when I first met Him... It was like this, wasn't it? As if all the disasters and diseases in the world were brought by Him," Fan Wu said to himself, clearly referring to the Cunning Immortal Sovereign.
