High in the sky, mist surged and roiled. Vast spatial aura, as boundless as an ocean, crashed into the heavens like a tide capable of uprooting everything in its path, battering against the Void Domain barrier.
Suddenly, amid the rolling mist, dazzling rays of light came plunging down from the endless heights, as though brilliant sunlight had suddenly broken through the clouds, casting its radiance over the earth.
Spatial aura pressed down from the void. Within the ten-thousand-zhang-high sky, a stretch of azure-black clouds appeared. The clouds rapidly converged, like a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation suddenly manifesting.
Qin Fengming saw clearly that within the azure-black clouds was a spatial passage, with thick bolts of lightning interweaving inside it, as if a thunder pool had overturned.
Endless spatial aura surged up from below, carrying countless Spirit Patterns into the passage. The rampaging bolts of lightning were immediately wrapped in layer upon layer of Spirit Patterns, and then the lightning seemed to be eaten, rapidly shrinking.
The energy within the surging mist made Qin Fengming's heart pound. Such vast and ferocious energy was something he had never witnessed in his life.
It had been formed by thirty-six Mahayana cultivators fully driving their own magical power and fusing it into countless Spirit Patterns. Moreover, the energy within each was different, and their mutual collisions had pushed the chaos to its utmost extreme.
He was certain that if he entered it now, his flesh and blood would burst apart in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
The clouds and mist billowing in the sky gradually calmed. A great array barrier appeared across the vast heavens before them, and above it was a spatial passage surging with spatial energy. That secret realm was actually inside the Void Domain.
"All right, fellow Daoists. The passage to that spatial