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Just as Li Xiaoya was lost in the delight of Senior Sister Zhang Hong throwing herself into his arms...
Outside, the Southwestern Ancient City had reached its final moments. More than half of it had already been drawn into the Pitch-Black Aperture, and the entire city was slowly tilting. Lightning flashed wildly across the sky, bombarding the airborne Southwestern Ancient City with thunderous crashes.
The cultivators watching from afar clicked their tongues in wonder, declaring that the trip had been well worth it. They would have plenty to boast about to their friends and fellow disciples when they returned.
Suddenly, brilliant white light blazed from the Pitch-Black Aperture, illuminating the entire Southwestern Ancient City so brightly that the cultivators could no longer keep their eyes open.
Rumble! A thunderous sound suddenly rang through the void, like muffled thunder, shaking the cultivators so hard they could barely stay on their feet.
Whoosh! A streak of azure light shot out from the direction of the Southwestern Ancient City and vanished from everyone's sight in an instant.
When they looked toward the Southwestern Ancient City again, the once pitch-black Portal had vanished, and the city itself had disappeared into thin air along with it. This spectacle, seen only once every two hundred years, had finally drawn to a close.
No, it was not over yet!
Whooo! Suddenly, the howl of fierce winds swept in from afar. A hurricane hurtled straight at the crowd, blowing the cultivators every which way and sending them fleeing in disarray. Fortunately, few were injured.
The streak of azure light was none other than Shao Shiqi. Looking thoroughly disgruntled, he flew eastward. If he failed to find those juniors, he would have little face left when he returned. He cursed the