Lu Xuan seemed entirely unaware of the gazes fixed on him from below.
He hovered in midair, his robes snapping wildly in the gale as the violet starlight in his eyes steadily intensified.
"Rumble—"
The entire plain suddenly shook violently. Centered on the abyssal rift, the ground surged like rolling waves.
A teeth-grating scraping sound came from the depths of the fissure, as though countless claws were tearing through the rock layers.
The first to pour out were thousands upon thousands of pangolin-shaped monsters.
Their backs were covered in pitch-black shells that gleamed with an oily sheen beneath the light.
Each one was the size of a calf, and madness flickered in their countless scarlet eyes.
Most terrifying of all were their enormous, fang-filled mouths. Corrosive slime dripped constantly from them, scorching the ground and sending up clouds of white smoke.
Close behind them came a type of arachnid monster never seen before.
Its eight jointed limbs were like sharp scythes, each step leaving deep gouges in the ground.
Their abdomens bulged, and they periodically sprayed thick webs. Several soldiers who failed to dodge in time were instantly wrapped into cocoons, letting out shrill screams.
Just then, an immense violet radiance burst from the abyssal rift.
The Crimson Monster horde charging at the forefront seemed to crash into an invisible wall. Their black shells rapidly cracked and peeled away beneath the violet starlight.
They twisted their bodies in agony, trying to retreat, only to turn into ash that filled the sky within the purple glow.
The arachnid monsters frantically swung their scythe-like limbs, but in the end, along with the webs they had sprayed, they vanished before everyone's eyes like scraps of paper set ablaze.
The intense fluctuations of stellar energy kept the earth trembling, forcing everyone present to circulate