The sky was dark and overcast, winds and clouds churning. A gale infused with spiritual energy howled past, making the hem of Amon's clothes flap loudly.
The soft cap atop his head swayed as though it might fly off at any moment, yet it was never blown away.
Amon made his move.
A hazy white light bloomed in his hand, brilliant and radiant, forming a beam of white light half a palm thick that shot down at the formation below.
Space shattered and time warped in its path. Aside from that layer of light, there was no other movement or sound, yet within that silence lay deadly killing intent.
The formation began to operate. Spiritual seals flowed across the bowl-shaped light screen, eventually forming a humanoid silhouette.
The humanoid figure's features were somewhat blurry, yet it emanated an ancient, boundless aura of supreme majesty.
He wore a green robe. Though his body was no larger than that of an ordinary person, he gave off the sense that he stood between heaven and earth.
An interested expression appeared on Amon's face. He had not expected the Mohe Ancient Clan to still possess something like this.
Mohe Tian and the other leaders of the Mohe Clan also revealed looks of surprise. This was their first time activating this formation. After all, even those who had sought to attack the Mohe Clan in the past would not have chosen Eternal City, but rather Mohe City, their other political center.
"That is... the Immortal Great Emperor!" someone said excitedly.
"The legendary Immortal Great Emperor, the savior of the Great Thousand World!" Someone's eyes burned with fervor.
The figure raised his right hand and pointed from afar.
The space ahead instantly congealed, manifesting a mysterious and ancient rune.
The white beam Amon had fired began