Wu Zhao Mountain towered in an unbroken range, suspended beneath the heavens, suppressing tens of thousands of miles of Wu Province territory.
Lin Xuan had once come to this region with Prince Yan, but it had long since changed beyond recognition.
When the Spatial Rift had first appeared, its power had razed these tens of thousands of miles to the ground. Mountains, rivers, lakes, and land alike had already been shaved away by an entire layer.
At this moment, the entire region was nothing but a vast plain, where Space-Time Power churned in utter chaos.
Within the majestic mountain range hanging in the air, a palace rose from the ground. It was the Sun Moon Divine Hall.
The high-hanging sun and moon stood on either side of the Sun Moon Divine Hall, dividing the towering mountain range into one half night and one half day.
Above the divine hall, three figures sat cross-legged. Dense Dao resonance emanated from Wu Zhao Xue, rolling down without cease as it drove Wu Zhao Mountain to pour forth surging black-and-white ink light.
The black-and-white ink light illuminated tens of thousands of miles, firmly suppressing the chaotic Space-Time Power and preventing it from spreading in all directions.
Living beings holding passage tokens entered this region and were likewise protected by the black-and-white ink light, spared from being affected and instantly erased by the Space-Time Power.
"Unfortunately, we still cannot allow beings above the Heavenly Immortal Realm to enter. The moment they step through the rift into the place where the Time-Space Divine Hall stands, they will inevitably trigger a rampage of Space-Time Power."
Wu Zhao Xue stirred her divine sense, communicating with the other two figures.
Both of those figures were projections. Upon hearing her words, their divine senses began to flow as well.
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