Just as Li Xiaoya activated the formation and entered!
In a pitch-black world glittering with specks of starlight, Yao Zixiu and the other four Heaven-and-Earth Realm elders of the Heavenly Demon Race sat aboard a pointed, conical flying boat, its entire golden hull as smooth as a mirror.
Magic power surged through all five elders as they continuously poured astonishing amounts of it into the Golden Light Flying Boat...
Bang, bang, bang!! Purple-black bolts of lightning blasted out of the air from time to time, striking the flying boat. It merely shuddered violently, showing no signs of damage...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Countless spatial storms battered the Golden Light Flying Boat in a frenzy, but it stubbornly held firm!
But then!
Rumble!! A tremendous series of explosive tremors suddenly erupted throughout the space. The pitch-black void twisted and shook in ripples like the surface of water, and the Golden Light Flying Boat began shaking violently along with it...
"What's happening?" Yao Zixiu and the other cultivators aboard the Golden Light Flying Boat cried out, their expressions changing drastically.
Before the elders aboard the Golden Light Flying Boat could cry out!
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! Countless strands of shimmering blue light shone through the pitch-black space ahead, crossing, merging, and piecing themselves together. They melted into sheets of shimmering blue light curtains that slowly advanced toward the Golden Light Flying Boat...
"This is bad! The secret realm's spatial rift is repairing itself!" Yao Zixiu cried.
"Damn it! Why is it suddenly repairing itself?" Gongyang Yuhua swore angrily, his eyes widening at the sight.
"What are we waiting for? If we don't get out now, it'll be too late!" Elder Purple Gourd said anxiously.
"Why don't we charge through...!" Lin Qilu called out in a low voice, unwilling to give up.
"No! Spatial power