The five-hundred-foot Netherworld Gates tore free from the land-wide crust with a sound that shattered the ears of the earth.
KRAAAA-BOOOOOM!
It wasn’t a collapse. It was an extinction of stone.
For ten thousand years, the huge twin pillars of stone-hard ancient dragon bone had held the underground deep pit shut. It was bound by crying nether-frost and royal seals.
With the Nether Core wiped out and Yanluo turned to ash, the ancient binding runes dissolved like grease in a fire.
The left gate pillar, three hundred paces thick, snapped at its base.
Millions of tons of stone-hard bone and frost-veined dark rock plunged downward, screaming through the black void.
The right pillar shattered in mid-air, bursting into jagged massive stone fragments the size of judge manors.
