Yet at that very moment!
"Crack—"
A crisp shattering sound that made souls tremble suddenly rang out from the heavens of the entire Immortal Ancient Small World!
It was like an immense, boundless sheet of glazed glass being smashed fiercely by a giant hammer.
Everyone stopped what they were doing in unspoken accord, raising their heads in horror to gaze at the sky.
The formerly clear heavens were now covered in dense black fissures, like a gigantic spiderweb stretched across the vast uninhabited region.
Deep within those fissures, blood-red lightning frantically intertwined and flashed, while pitch-black bolts danced wildly like mad dragons, exuding a terrifying aura capable of destroying the world.
Outside, in the vast uninhabited regions of the Three Thousand Provinces, a group of Sect Master-level figures who held sway over the rise and fall of the Upper Realm had gathered together with grave expressions.
"This Immortal Ancient contains the greatest fortune in the world. It absolutely cannot be left solely in the hands of those juniors!" one Sect Master shouted.
"We enlighten the myriad people and bear the great fortune of heaven and earth; we ought to take part as well. Fellow Daoists, let us strike together!"
To forcibly punch through the Realm Barrier, one Sect Master even brought forth a peerless treasure known as the Bright Moon Gilded Bell.
That bell was coated with a thin layer of Light Immortal Gold. Its power was overwhelming, and with a single strike, the heavens split apart.
Yet the mysterious laws of the Immortal Ancient swept forth with a brilliant glow of rosy light, not only knocking the bell flying but also causing terrifying cracks to appear within this priceless treasure, making it collapse from the inside!
Though they had paid a grievous price, this group of Sect Masters did