With the mountain as axis, the moon as balance, the sky as arm.
Judge how much is your sin, how deep your evil?
Wang Yan's solemn and dignified words echoed gently in the darkness.
Within the entire Blazing Flame Hell, everyone was shocked by these solemn words and ceased fighting.
Everyone stared blankly at the towering mountain in the distance, the round moon hanging low in mid-air, making the sky appear to tilt.
Some even felt their bodies floating towards the sky along with the moon's descent.
Fortunately, this floating was merely a sensation in everyone's mind, while it was the fiend who actually rose towards the sky.
The deeper the moon's descent, the higher the fiend ascended, gradually rising into the sky.
His body uncontrollable, the fiend panicked, trying to break free from this invisible shackle while shouting, "Why am I ascending? I want to go down."
As he shouted, the fiend swung the Desolate Destruction Hammer down into the darkness below.
