The Clear Sky Sect had completely gone mad!
"Ancestor, you're fucking amazing!!!"
"Hahaha! Did you see that?! This is the foundation of our Clear Sky Sect! One move cleared the field and blew up twenty hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings! Who in the world can stand against us?!"
"Tang San is nothing! Tang Hao is nothing! Before our ancestor, they're all trash!"
Within the sect, countless disciples were so excited their faces had turned red. They pounded their chests wildly, as though they themselves had unleashed that world-destroying power!
The Chat Group was completely flooded by Clear Sky Sect disciples. Their exhilarated joy at finally holding their heads high nearly overflowed the Sky Curtain!
However, just as the celebration reached its peak.
The image on the Sky Curtain suddenly began to blur. That purified glass-like world, along with the twenty scarlet pillars of light, slowly faded away like an illusion reflected in a mirror.
[ Ding! Sky Curtain ranking temporarily suspended. ]
The cold notification left everyone stunned.
[ Ning Fengzhi: Don't panic. Though the Sky Curtain's image has vanished... the story has only just begun. ]
Sure enough!
Just when everyone thought it was all over, golden light rose once more upon the Sky Curtain!
The scene was no longer a live broadcast. Instead, it transformed into an ancient scroll that slowly unfurled.
Tang Potian stood upon the scroll.
He was still kneeling on that void battlefield, staring blankly toward where Lin Xuan had disappeared, looking as though his soul had been ripped from his body.
After a long while, he suddenly jolted awake, unprecedented fanaticism and determination erupting in his eyes!
He raised a trembling finger, using Soul Power as his brush and the void as his canvas, and began frantically engraving something!
He wanted to recreate every detail of