I ignored Huāróng and instead sent a voice transmission to ask about Yuáncí and Huákē. The two of them had made all their preparations and were waiting for the thermonuclear explosion so they could complete their own Dao Ascensions.
The thunderous explosions produced when the grand formation activated were nothing compared to the increasingly violent annihilation of the formation itself. The terrifying suction compressed space like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds, continuously pulling the interfaces into the four smaller formation cores before creating an even greater thermonuclear storm!
The Daoist friends brought by Yún Jiǔtiān were either burned to nothing by those thermonuclear storms in an instant or fled along the way, only to be dragged into them by the storms' tremendous suction. Few managed to escape. Of course, some had chased after Dì Qīngzǐ and the others and gotten out, but there were not many of those immortals.
Moreover, even Huāróng and I, who had fled so quickly, were dragged backward by that powerful suction and nearly swept into the terrifying storm. The other immortals who had not had time to flee stood even less of a chance.
Huāróng sped onward, but she was not flying very quickly. Shattered interfaces were rushing toward the thermonuclear center from every direction, and as we flew outward, dodging those broken stones became unavoidable. Huāróng's luck was poor. Even with her powerful perception laws, luck was not something she could command at will. To keep her path separate from mine, she had chosen a road filled with danger, and sure enough, countless interface fragments came crashing toward her. She was forced either to blast apart the boulders or dodge the larger interfaces, and before long she had fallen far behind me, looking very likely to be swept into the thermonucleus.
"Big sis, you