In an instant, before everyone's dumbfounded eyes, all the thunderclouds filling the sky transformed into silvery-white illusory light, winding freely across the vault of heaven.
Within moments, it stretched for countless miles, tracing an exquisitely graceful arc between sea and sky, growing without end—until it encircled the entire Forbidden Zone and met itself again on the other side, forming a flawless circle.
The illusory light rippled gently like water.
Like the halo above an angel's head in legend.
At that moment, the heavens wore a crown!
"Ji, you fucking—"
Yellow Beard murmured involuntarily, his eyes wide as he searched every last trace, trying to find what had made his hair stand on end and chilled him to the bone.
He could hardly imagine how his creation had slipped so completely out of his control in mere moments and fallen into Ji Jue's hands.
The magnificent spectacle was secondary. What was its underlying principle? Its essence? What exactly was it?
If it was nothing but an empty display, why would Ji Jue go to all this trouble right under his nose? Just to be an obnoxious bastard and run his mouth?
Neither the obnoxiousness nor the barking mattered.
For an absolute results-first pragmatist like Ji Jue, those were merely the familiar methods he was best at. If there was no need, he wouldn't waste a moment's attention on anything irrelevant.
Then he saw it—
Countless strands of silver rain fell from the halo. Endless drops of mercury descended from the ring high in the heavens, bead after bead weaving into fine threads, joining and overlapping into curtains that danced in the wind.
Innumerable silver threads hung down from the sky and sank into the waves, seemingly reaching deep beneath the sea, spreading between heaven and earth.
They enclosed the entire Forbidden