Rip...
The two had just stepped down from the Altar when the purple ball of light began to swell. Runes flashed wildly within it, and a moment later, a sound like brocade being torn reached their ears. The ball of light burst apart with a sharp crack.
It turned into a purple pillar of light, only as thick as the mouth of a bowl, yet inside it, the Void Shadows of six kinds of true spirits, including the True Dragon and the Colorful Phoenix, circled and danced, shooting like lightning toward the light screen below.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued drifting backward. The spiritual power contained in that pillar of light had reached an inconceivable level. Even a strike from a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure seemed not worth mentioning in comparison.
Then, thinking of how tough that light screen was, Lin Xuan had no desire to be the fish in the moat caught in the calamity when the two collided.
Wang Tinglou's reaction was much the same. This old monster had even richer experience in magical combat than Lin Xuan.
Each of them used their best movement arts, and in the blink of an eye, they had already retreated to the edge of the plaza.
Then the pillar of light finally slammed into the light screen.
There was no sound at all, yet golden and purple light could be seen surging violently.
What was even more terrifying was that the surrounding space was actually being devoured.
That was right. Space was indeed being devoured.
It was like a sheet of rice paper whose center had been set alight; wherever the golden and purple light swept past, everything turned into nothingness.
Clearly, whether it was the pillar of light or the light screen, some kind of law was contained