Amid everyone's astonished gazes, the sky had somehow filled with dark clouds, countless arcs of lightning flickering within them like spirit snakes weaving through the clouds.
The instant the Spirit Island flew out of the flames and paused in midair, countless bolts of lightning descended from the dark clouds, converging into a torrent of thunder and lightning. This was the supreme lightning-attribute divine ability: World-Destroying Divine Thunder.
Compared with the fire-attribute Separation-Union Divine Light, the lightning-attribute supreme divine ability was entirely different. Separation-Union Divine Light carried the air of "mountains rains were coming and the wind had filled the tower," with dark clouds pressing upon the city as though to crush it; before the divine ability was even unleashed, it already gave off boundless pressure. World-Destroying Divine Thunder, on the other hand, was the complete opposite—without the slightest warning, it came and went in a flash, yet its power was not the least bit weaker.
The torrent of thunder and lightning fell from directly above the Spirit Island, plunging straight into it. In an instant, an enormous force burst forth from the Spirit Island. The distant onlookers felt a violent shudder, and suddenly, some dozen miles away from the Spirit Island, a white beam of light dozens of zhang long and shaped like a giant blade appeared.
Someone cried, "A spatial rift! This is a spatial rift!"
This space had suffered two successive supreme divine abilities in such a short time and had finally been damaged, producing a spatial rift.
The torrent of thunder and lightning slowly faded away, revealing the Spirit Island once more. It remained completely unscathed. Everyone who saw it drew in a sharp breath. This Xuantian Spirit Treasure was simply too sturdy. The spatial rift had only borne a small portion of the power from the