Jiang Ding stood in the sky.
Yin-Yang Magnetism Spirit-Bane Mountain lay beneath his feet, wreathed in hazy magnetic light.
Around him, across a radius of several thousand kilometers, formation artifacts—banners, jade pillars, and small cauldrons—descended one after another, harmonizing the earth veins, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the magnetic currents within the magnetic poles.
Gradually, the violent torrents of spiritual energy, earth veins, and magnetic storms spanning thousands of kilometers subsided.
Yet it was plain to see that these temporary seals were exceedingly unstable. Some mountain peaks suddenly bulged upward, earth veins churned, exposing runes and formation artifacts that barely held things together; at most, they would rupture after a few breaths.
In other patches of void, dense cracks appeared. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth had a node there that could not be restrained.
Upon Yin-Yang Magnetism Spirit-Bane Mountain, magnetic tides faintly emerged as well, showing signs of overturning everything and allowing magnetism to spread and expand without restraint.
Moreover, after being suppressed, it would inevitably become even more violent. It was entirely possible that it would blast through the entire central region of the Northern Plains.
An aura of world-ending destruction filled heaven and earth. Even the weakest mortals could sense it, seized by inexplicable dread and unease, foreseeing that a terrifying natural calamity was about to descend.
"Kun Cauldron, descend!"
Jiang Ding lightly tapped with a finger.
Boom!
Having devoured boundless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Great Sun essence, and Magnetic Divine Light, the first Magnetic Nine Spirits Formation Foundation Cauldron crashed down.
The colossal cauldron, as large as a mountain peak, landed upon the Kun position of the Eight Trigrams and smashed into a vast mountain range—yet it stirred not the slightest upheaval.
Mountains and rivers parted before the bronze cauldron.