The sky grew darker and darker, until it was impossible to tell whether it was night or day.
"Here it comes!"
Yang Zhengshan raised his brows and spoke.
The next moment, the first thing to split open the pitch-black sky vault was a pale violet arc of light shot through with white. Five halos spread across it like ink wash, like a crumpled piece of colored satin sinking down from the Great Void. As the arc drew close to the ground, layered outlines of mountains surfaced within the clouds, and flickering bands of light roamed between peaks and valleys, as though a giant spirit god were using Star Seeds to sketch a map.
Earth, water, wind, and fire, the four aspects, rotated within the rift. Countless streams of light burst from within, shooting in every direction like arrows loosed from the string. It was as if heaven and earth themselves were twisting, bands of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet leaping everywhere, as though heaven and earth were remixing the pigments of the elements.
That was the spiritual energy inside the Sun Cave Heaven pouring into the Main World through the Void Rift.
Spiritual energy that was almost tangible. Spiritual energy beyond measure.
The first rift opened, and immediately after, countless arcs of light appeared in the gloomy sky vault. As the cave heaven fell, the outer Void beyond the Main World's barrier was squeezed, and a Large Number of rifts appeared.
At the sight of rift after rift appearing, the cultivators hidden in the mountains tore through the air one after another and soared upward.
The mingled bands of light were smashed apart by hundreds and thousands of figures. Rainbow lights of every color collided with Magic Treasures, and furious shouts tangled with curses.
Yang Zhengshan had