For Gu Yan, that Deathly Silence Divine Circle, even if not destroyed, has nothing to do with him at all; fundamentally, it will never belong to the Bone Clan.
Then he looked up at the sky, towards the part of the firmament where the Black Thunder had descended earlier. At this moment, there is an extremely ferocious, gigantic crack there.
"Such supreme black thunder, destroying everything, it seems even space can be shattered! That crack should be connecting to the outside world!" As Gu Yan murmured these words, his figure immediately moved, flying towards that void.
"Hmm?" Just as Gu Yan flew out not long after, a surprised "hmm?" suddenly sounded. His violently flying figure instantly paused, and his eyes kept staring at that direction.
Gu Yan saw, from within that huge ferocious crack, rows of figures flew out, rushing into this Yin Thunder Forest.
