Yang Qizhou had anticipated that when the 'Ancient Earth' intersected with 'Reality,' the strange phenomena in the sky would undoubtedly incite massive turbulence at the societal level. He had mentally prepared himself for this, but venturing outside, he found the chaos was far worse than he expected.
On the streets, traffic was gridlocked, crowds were panicked, and the voices declaring Doomsday came one after another. Fear was spreading, as people trembled before the unknown.
Yang Qizhou had no intention of intervening, as this was the responsibility of the authorities.
What occupied his mind was the mysterious calling, saturated with 'Milestone,' 'Truth,' and 'Divinity.'
"Is this the place?" Deep within the alleyway, Yang Qizhou's figure suddenly came into focus, his gaze alert as he scanned the surroundings.
