At this moment, all manner of Great Dao manifestations appeared in the starry sky, turning vast stretches of space into a dazzling riot of colors.
Lin Xuan even noticed a totemic creature floating like a painted scroll, drawing in four kinds of Dao essence to condense Dao arts. Its methods were truly extraordinary.
The beings from every realm were no ordinary figures. Several were prodigies walking two Daos in parallel, and some even three.
The most exceptional of all, the Nine-Headed Cat, was still constructing its own secret abode and had not struck immediately.
The instant the tide of Dao arts swept over, Lin Xuan was engulfed by all kinds of radiance.
The beings of every realm spread out their senses, not daring to show the slightest contempt. They did not naively believe a single attack would be enough to take down the "Chaos Being."
Sure enough, the beings of every realm suddenly widened their eyes, as though they had witnessed something inconceivable.
"Spacetime Shift!"
No one knew who cried out, but the hearts of the beings from every realm instantly leaped into their throats.
They clearly saw an alternating scene of dawn and dusk emerge in the starry sky where Lin Xuan stood, along with a sprawling River of Time flowing through it.
Then, mysterious power began to revolve, forming a terrifying vortex woven from gold and orange—the dreadful spectacle created by the fusion of the river and the scene of dawn and dusk.
The very instant this terrifying sight appeared, the multicolored radiance of Dao essence and the tide of Dao arts began to vanish, as though strong young men had suddenly entered their twilight years, or the rising sun had abruptly slanted westward. Each had reached its end.
The multicolored light disappeared. The dense Dao arts scattered