At dawn that day, the rising sun had just begun to crest the horizon.
Outside Kunyuan World, within the void, Luohu, Ancestor Yin Yang, Five Elements Daoist, and over twenty Golden Immortal experts including Lin Yan had already gathered. The group sent to reinforce the East Sea, led by Hongjun and Ancestor Qilin, had assembled elsewhere.
Dressed in black robes, Luohu stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing that everyone had arrived, he wasted no words. "Steady yourselves."
Before his words had faded, he raised two fingers like a sword and lightly slashed through the void ahead.
"Riiip—!"
The Prehistoric World void before them was forcibly torn open, revealing an enormous spatial rift. At its center appeared an incomparably broad spatial passage. The scenes on either side were bizarre and ever-changing, twisting constantly. Countless streams of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind sprang into existence, on the verge of surging out from the rift.
Luohu waved his hand again, and the energy turbulence formed from Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind seemed to receive some command. Obediently, it separated to either side of the rift. Though still violent, not a single trace entered the passage.
"Go!" Luohu stepped into the rift first and set foot upon the spatial passage.
Ancestor Yin Yang and Five Elements Daoist followed close behind. Lin Yan took a deep breath as a faint glow rose from the Yuan Zhenyue Armor around him. The Kun Yuan Sheng Hua Dao Fruit began circulating on its own, firmly protecting him within, and he entered alongside the other Golden Immortal experts.
The instant he entered the rift, a powerful sensation of weightlessness and dizziness washed over him. All around him were unrecognizable, distorted lights and shadows rushing wildly backward—spatial scenes compressed to the utmost limit. Violent spacetime currents sliced in