The clouds parted with the rumbling of a massive finger that rendered the world silent. Tumbling rocks and running rivers were without sounds, the blowing of the wind was silent and the howls of the ghosts slaves could not be heard no matter how loud they howled out in the sky and on the ground.
From the sky, a heavenly finger descended, from this finger, a great pressure poured down like a waterfall. On the surface of this finger, Dao runes lit up one after the other, the clouds were washed away and the sky cracked beneath the might of this finger.
"Silence to the world"
Jia Lin raised one finger in the air, his voice firm and his eyes fierce. The finger mashed into the ghost slaves monster phantoms that were in the sky that was attacking Jia Lin. The phantoms trembled under the weight
