The shattered Silver Mountain Hub fell into the Taixu. Without the protection of special supernatural abilities, all matter would gradually be annihilated in the void, assimilated into pure Taixu power.
But Silver Mountain had originally been part of the Taixu Grand Array. Even after falling into the void, it could still endure for a short time. Now, the pitch-black void was filled with floating silver mountain-islands. They were continuously melting, spilling silver mist, like icebergs adrift in lava.
"We're finished! Once all the Silver Mountains melt away, we'll die in the void!"
Everyone despaired. With Tianyuan's retrieval force cut off, Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement cultivators like them, who had not even reached the Purple Mansion realm, had no chance of survival. Perhaps some particularly refined Flying Shuttles could last a little longer, but in the end, they would only be waiting to die.
Many of them had indeed come to the Ancient Immortal Ruins to advance into the Purple Mansion realm. But there had been too little time. An Jing's appearance had escalated the conflict too quickly, catching both the Demon Kingdom and Tianyuan's human side off guard and throwing off their rhythm.
But this was precisely An Jing's rhythm.
"Miao Yunying!"
Above the Altar of Heaven, the Taixu Stone Stele was still operating, releasing a silver-blue radiance. As An Jing called out, a silver vortex suddenly appeared within that light, churning space and time and making everyone instinctively raise their heads toward it.
Then, accompanied by a dragon's cry like a chant, the Taixu shook violently. A streak of incomparably swift silver light shot out from its depths. Before it, the mist formed by the melting Silver Mountains was split apart, while Taixu power formed cyclones in the wake of its flight.
It had arrived.
A slender Dragon-Snake,