Everyone was filled with fear and unease, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, a sphere could be vaguely seen falling rapidly.

"Oh my god, is my Great Xia really doomed?"

"Run quickly!"

"Running away is a joke. The entire Great Xia Dynasty is about to be destroyed. Where can you run to?"

For most people, wanting to go abroad in fifteen hours is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

A sense of despair and sorrow quickly enveloped the entire Great Xia.

Xiaoqing gazed at the sky, her eyes filled with solemnity.

She leaped into the distance and flew towards the mountains to find her sister.

Time is of the essence; we must leave immediately.

At that moment, a strange and blurry black shadow flashed by on the streets of Haidong, stirring up a gust of cold wind.

The shadowy shape is invisible to the naked eye.

All I could feel was a chilling wind blowing past me, instantly sending shivers down my spine.

Screams of alarm rang out one after another.

"Oh my god, how did my face become like this?"

"My hands, my body."

"ah--"

On the street, many young men and strong lads suddenly aged and became frail old men.

His once radiant skin has become covered in wrinkles, he's hunched over, and the yellow earth is almost up to his neck.

Anyone who is attacked by the yin wind will have twenty or thirty years of their lifespan taken away.

However, people are now filled with anxiety as an asteroid is about to crash into Daxia.

People are afraid of the death that follows.

This bizarre scene didn't attract much attention.

at this time.

In the eastern suburbs of Haixi.

Ye Feng finally caught up with the ancient and mysterious stone coffin, and brought down the large iron hammer in his hand with a sharp, piercing sound.

The coffin lid was mostly opened, and a black mist rolled out, carrying flames, with black tongues of fire swirling around it.

A blurry figure could be vaguely seen, emitting a ferocious roar.

Undeterred by the iron hammer falling from the sky, Ling Ran simply threw a punch at it...