The Fall of the Ancient City, The Rise of a Storm BOOM! With a single sword strike, Long Chen not only cleaved the ancient city in half but also annihilated the ancestral spirit of the Mo Yan Devouring Python Clan that had been parasitizing the city for countless years. The city, split in two, began to collapse—shattering, crumbling, and disintegrating into nothingness. A boundless surge of primordial Dao energy erupted from its ruins. This was the energy accumulated since the city's creation, forged with the essence of heaven and earth, storing the purest source of power within. Above the ruins, Kun Ding hovered silently, absorbing the released energy like a black hole. The artifact spirit of the city had perished long ago. Now, its destruction might just be the liberation it had long awaited. Whoosh! Long Chen extended his hand, and from the wreckage, he forcefully yanked out a battered figure. It was Mo Zhan . At this moment, the once-mighty warrior had been reduced...