Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 515 - 350. The Ancient God falls, the Shuttle Boat "grows" a sail, and Xiaoya lends a hand.

Chapter 515: 350. The Ancient God falls, the Shuttle Boat "grows" a sail, and Xiaoya lends a hand.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar echoed through the sky.

Even though everyone had been alerted by Yang Fan and mentally prepared, they were still thoroughly startled.

"Buzz ~"

The sandy sea started to shudder violently, the ground heaving up and down at a very high frequency.

Dust soared into the sky but was blocked by the barrier, making this patch of green land seem like the only pure ground.

Since the Superpower Users had physical qualities far beyond ordinary people, everyone was able to stand firm.

Long Xingyun gazed at the rolling dust in the distance, his eyes a bit shaken: "So this place was destroyed by a major earthquake?"

The Commander no longer referenced "Primordial Evil Race," but instead used "this place" to refer to the Oasis Civilization, because the triangular aircraft and light barrier seemed nothing like the Evil Race,

Yang Fan shook his head again: "No, this disaster is scarier than an earthquake!"

He looked up again, gazing at the string of crescent moons suspended in the firmament.

Long Xingyun followed, raising his head to look at the sky, immediately yelling: "What the heck is going on?"

The two hundred plus crescent moons all showed abnormalities.

Some crescent moons became much brighter, some much dimmer, and on some, cracks appeared on their surface.

There were even more than thirty crescent moons that appeared in a broken state, mostly missing a corner, with the most damaged missing half.

Anyone not blind could see that some earth-shattering event likely happened in the Primordial World over ten thousand years ago.

Yang Fan’s eyes flickered with shock, pondering internally: "Could it be a full-scale divine conflict between Ancient Gods, with some Ancient Gods falling?"

If each crescent moon truly represented an Ancient God, and they were all showing abnormalities, aside from a full-scale divine conflict, he couldn’t think of any other possibilities.

He highly suspected that each damaged Ancient God represented a fallen one.

Two seconds passed.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of super thunderclaps descended from the high sky.

These thunder sounds were extremely bizarre, including Yang Fan; every time they heard a thunderclap, their minds went blank.

This strange sensation was like "having a blackout."

Yang Fan, with the strongest Spiritual Power, only experienced a very slight blackout, the thoughtless state caused by the thunder just lasting a very brief moment.

Gaba Muda had weaker Spiritual Power, and the thoughtless state’s duration was clearly much longer.

Several team members with less than 20 points in Spiritual Power turned into a dazed state, mouths agape, with even some drool dripping from the corners.

Yang Fan struggled to stabilize his Spirit, glancing at the team members, silently frightened.

His intuition told him that if the thunder continued longer, letting these people hear for a few more seconds would probably cause soul damage, turning them into true idiots.

Though this disaster had long passed, and the River of Time had nearly cleansed all residual Supernatural Power,

a tiny bit was still left.

He used the "Past" Star Formation to trace once, finding that the thunder’s minuscule power was still so lethal to Superpower Users.

Too terrifying!

These crescent moons must be related to Ancient Gods!

Yang Fan moved his right hand, and Moon Rock appeared in his palm.

He swiftly linked his Spirit to the Past Star Formation, making a "pulling" motion with his right hand.

The world instantly went quiet.

No more thunder was heard.

Because he activated "mute" mode, blocking out all the sounds brought by the Past Star Formation tracing.

Yang Fan swiped again.

The view accelerated at a countless times speed, directly skipping past this segment.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and all the crescent moons in the sky vanished suddenly.

The whole world had changed appearance.

The blue sky that was previously shown was covered with shadows, as if night was about to descend.

Dust storms covered the sky, rushing from afar.

This was truly "covering the sky."

Because the dust swirled up to a staggering height of hundreds of kilometers.

"Buzz ~"

The ground trembled extremely violently.

"Crack! Crack!"

Amid countless breaking sounds, cracks formed within the Oasis, quickly widening.

The once firmly erected white giant pillars started to sway left and right, fast developing many cracks on their surface.

Soon.

The first giant pillar snapped in half, the upper part crashing down heavily, hitting the ground with a loud bang.

This was like tipping over dominoes, as other pillars subsequently fell one after the other.

At this point.

The barrier meticulously crafted by the Oasis Civilization completely lost its protective effect.

"Woooo~"

A piercingly shrill howl resounded.

An incredibly scary dust storm rushed in as fast as lightning, devouring everything instantly.

Gaba Muda, a High Rank Warrior, witnessed this extremely visually impactful apocalyptic scene and instinctively shut his eyes for a moment.

Long Xingyun and others turned pale just from looking.

Facing such overwhelming power, it’s nearly impossible not to be shaken.

Yang Fan was similarly lost for a moment.

He regained his composure, moved his right hand again, and adjusted the height of the traced view.

As the leader of the tracing, he could control everything at will, including changing angles.

Everyone instantly left the dust region, reappearing high in the sky.

Long Xingyun was startled by this maneuver, involuntarily exclaiming: "Oh my gosh!"

The Commander’s gaze fell on the Black Sand Sea below, his voice suddenly rose several octaves: "Good heavens!"