"Too bad I can only use it for a quarter of an hour."
Qin Hao shook his head to himself. "Including the time it takes to gather power and strike, I can manage four sword strikes at most."
The backlash from the Lingxiao Divine Sword was terrifying. Just two strikes had left him injured.
If he used four, the outcome was all too easy to imagine.
"Elder Ling, what can you sense of the Seventy-Two Heavenly Gang Grand Formation now?" Qin Hao asked hopefully.
"Qin Hao, go outside and see for yourself," Lingxiaozi replied.
Outside? Qin Hao's heart stirred, and he glanced beneath his feet.
Several enormous cracks ran through the Stone Gate below, spilling brilliant, dazzling light.
Yet the Seventy-Two Heavenly Gang Grand Formation was clearly still there.
The Divine Patterns on the Stone Gate alone made that obvious.
But at Lingxiaozi's words, Qin Hao immediately sprang upward.
A moment later—
Splash!
Qin Hao burst from the lake.
The next instant, a staggering sight appeared before his eyes.
"This is..."
Qin Hao drew a breath and stared at the sky in awe.
He was far from alone. At that moment, every Saint Martial Grandmaster in the Skyward Gang Relic held their breath and stared upward.
The sky.
More precisely, the air some three thousand meters above the ground.
A lifelike—no, a real continent stood suspended in the void.
Parts of the Earthly Gang Zone and Heavenly Gang Zone lay within the mountain, while others lay underground. They should have been dim, but now...
The continent was vast enough to cover both zones, with one part stretching into unknown space. Yet sunlight bathed it, pouring through space and reaching every corner of the Skyward Gang Relic.
At that moment, the entire Skyward Gang Relic shone bright.
The news struck the