The vast floating island suspended high in the heavens suddenly shuddered, then began to rotate slowly.
It spun faster and faster, and the light barrier surrounding it grew brighter and brighter.
Then it released a terrifying pressure, sending all the cultivators below scattering in panic. Chen Lin was no exception. He retreated into the distance with Luo Qinglan, keeping his eyes fixed on the island's transformation.
Everyone had expected something astonishing to happen when the island displayed such strange signs, and had readied their trump cards for escape and defense. But contrary to all expectations, after spinning for a while, the island suddenly let out a thunderous boom, then slipped into the void and vanished!
The cultivators exchanged glances, their faces filled with shock and uncertainty.
"Did you sense that aura of the Evil God? And did you notice that the entire island seemed to have shrunk? It wasn't as large as the Tianyuan Continent we once lived on."
Chen Lin looked at Luo Qinglan and asked with a frown.
The island's overall structure resembled the Tianyuan Continent, especially the towering mountains rising from its center. Viewed from afar, their shapes matched the central peaks of the Broken Dream Mountain Range perfectly. It was unquestionably Tianyuan Island.
But the former Tianyuan Continent had covered an area large enough to encompass several countries, not to mention the Broken Dream Mountain Range. Though the people of the Starry Continent called it an island, it was by no means small.
The floating island that had just disappeared was enormous too, but it was still much smaller than the Tianyuan Continent.
Luo Qinglan nodded. "It did shrink. The evil demonic qi it released was also extremely similar to the aura of the Evil God worshipped by the Prayer Cult. So the claim that this