"Alright!"
Mandala nodded slightly and exhaled softly. At once, a stream of dark, eerie energy shot into the sky. Then, amid a series of swishing sounds, a massive and sinister black thornbush grew from within that dark energy.
In just a few moments, it became a forest of thorns surrounding the golden stone platform.
"Hisss..."
The Great Lo Golden Flame atop the stone platform seemed to sense the danger. A dragon's roar suddenly echoed from within the flames, and the golden fire abruptly surged, erupting with a golden radiance that enveloped the area for a thousand miles.
Roar!
Within the golden light, eight golden fire dragons swelled against the wind. In the blink of an eye, their bodies had expanded nearly a hundredfold.
As their size changed, the once docile Great Lo Golden Flame also became violent. The flames churned with a crackling hiss, while even the viscous golden liquid nearby was burned into nothingness by the scorching golden fire.
Mandala's expression remained unchanged. With a wave of her little hand, black thorny vines grew wildly, blanketing the heavens and earth. In an instant, the bottom of the golden pool had transformed into a sea of purple-black thorns.
A closer look would reveal that the sea of thorns was entirely condensed from pure spiritual energy. The fluctuations it emitted were indescribably powerful.
This was the manifestation of heaven and earth possessed by an Earthly Supreme, capable of reshaping the world.
With every gesture, they could create mountains and rivers, even alter the shape of the land. It was profoundly mysterious. This alone was beyond the reach of Supreme experts, for creation was forever more difficult than destruction.
Rumble!
Dazzling purple-black light shot out from the sea of thorns, instantly sealing off the space occupied by the golden fire. Even the