The distant night sky was torn apart by thunder.
Purified, blazing radiance rose into the night sky, cleaving through endless darkness and piercing the approaching storm clouds as it surged forth.
Lightning flashed like plows, gouging deep ravines into the earth before soaring skyward once more, forming a cage that sealed all directions and locking the advancing Hell Swarm and the grotesque rotting giant butterflies within the clouds inside.
Within the thunder that looked down upon all creation, Lord of the Clouds appeared. The brilliant light filling the sky gathered in his hand, becoming a rushing river that swept wildly through the Abyss's projection.
Huai Shi instinctively allowed himself a moment of distraction and glanced over, only for the unpleasant lightning to sting his eyes.
It was as though he could hear Ying Fangzhou's cold snort.
Just take care of your own business—
"I'll take that as concern for me."
Huai Shi sighed, withdrew his gaze, and focused on the operation of the Great Arcanum.
A shrill howl flew past his ear, slicing off several strands of hair before vanishing into the distant night sky.
Gnome King Shuangyue had already fallen into a rage. The immense power of the Storm Totem descended again and again, yet it all came to nothing amid Kuafu's entanglement and the shifting operations of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms.
The two sides were now fighting fiercely more than ten kilometers away. To rulers, that distance was scarcely different from being right at hand, yet Shuangyue simply could not get past Kuafu, that human shield, and the utterly unreasonable fishing rod in his hand.
A slender line stretched for thousands of miles, while a golden hook swept across the world and seized all things.
Whether tangible blades and weapons or intangible fire and storms, everything caught in