Time flew like a shuttle, never pausing day or night.
More than a year had passed since the Xuanhuang World merged with the Lingyuan Continent. The Xuanhuang World had completed its transformation, and the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth was now more than ten times denser than before. The initial chaos was gradually subsiding as well.
This day, within the Pure Yang Limitless Tower.
Lin Changqing was in secluded cultivation, comprehending both the martial path and the Path of the Heart. Cultivating two entirely different methods at once, cultivating both life and nature, his progress was exceptionally swift.
Boom...
All of a sudden, a thunderous reverberation rang out between heaven and earth, tolling like a great bell and large drum as it spread throughout the entire world. In the ninth heaven, space tore apart, instantly transforming into an incomparably terrifying black-hole vortex.
This black hole spanned tens of thousands—perhaps even a hundred thousand—miles. Hanging high in the sky, it blotted out the heavens and covered the sun.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to dim.
The moment the black hole took shape, an ancient aura of desolation and vastness spread from within it, radiating across the entire Xuanhuang World. Every living being in the Xuanhuang World felt an inexplicable sense of panic.
Just then, amid the black hole, radiant clouds of light seemed to stretch ten thousand zhang. A vague, indistinct object resembling a gateway slowly emerged from the black hole.
As this gateway flew out, that desolate and vast aura grew ever stronger. Then, a powerful energy formed into tides, sweeping downward like a storm.
The quality of this energy was clearly far superior to the Spiritual Energy of the Xuanhuang World. Swept along by the storm, it descended from the ninth heaven.
Wherever it passed, countless