The dense black mist of Fiend aura split apart, and the sky of the Fiend Domain seemed to have been torn open by someone, revealing irregular cracks.
The entire Fiend Domain trembled as a pressure that did not belong to this world descended.
Countless Demonic Beasts shivered and prostrated themselves on the ground.
They could clearly feel the suppression descending from the very source of their being, like immortal mountains falling from the heavens and ruthlessly pressing down upon the end of their lives.
It seemed that if that pressure grew even a fraction stronger, it would crush them completely.
They no longer even cared about the terrifying cracks in the sky. The extreme terror had caused some Demonic Beasts to faint.
Two illusory figures stood beneath the cracks.
Ancestor of the Extraterritorial, Zhuang Yu's gaze flickered, as though he were filled with fantasies about the endless darkness beyond the rift.
Dongfang Qintai wore an indifferent expression. Though only a spark of consciousness remained of him, he completely ignored that terrifying pressure.
He regarded the pressure that had terrified and forced the Demonic Beasts of the Fiend Domain to their knees as though it were nothing.
"There is no light of guidance. Buddha Soil actually does not intend to spend resources to guide us up."
Dongfang Qintai's gaze suddenly darkened.
"Hmm?"
The endless longing in Zhuang Yu's eyes turned into astonishment, as if a beautiful dream had shattered.
"My lord, what exactly are they trying to do?"
He could not help asking aloud.
Dongfang Qintai shook his head faintly, and his eyes suddenly turned sharp.
As Zhuang Yu looked up, he clearly saw Dongfang Qintai staring fixedly at the rift. There, streaks of Golden Rosy Cloud shone, after which four figures descended.
Immortal light surged around them, and golden mist