Crack! Crack! Crack!
The world of the remembered past began to shatter like a broken mirror.
Cracks appeared across the sky, the earth, the many buildings, the boys and girls, the pavilions and courtyards, and the beings inside the stone towers.
Even some of the weaker ghosts and monsters that had just entered developed cracks.
The next instant, the crack-riddled world exploded.
Bang!
Countless fragments burst apart like a torrent, sweeping up Wang Quan and the others and roaring out of the remembered past.
The next instant, Wang Quan felt his vision blur. He sensed the real world and saw the enormous stone statues of ghost gods.
Crack! Crack!
Webs of cracks appeared on the ghost gods' stone statues.
Those cracks spread from their foreheads down their entire bodies.
As the cracks appeared, terrifying auras began to awaken within their bodies.
The next instant, every living being except Wang Quan fled madly in all directions.
Lian Wuji opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Ice Soul Divine Light. The next instant, he jumped onto the divine light, and a skateboard appeared beneath his feet.
The Ice Soul Divine Light howled, and his skateboard howled as he headed straight into the distance.
The bald Wutian unclasped his hands, and a Golden Core leaped into his mouth.
He swallowed the Golden Core in one gulp and settled it within his Purple Mansion:
"Once a Golden Core enters my belly, my fate rests with me, not Heaven!"
"Patriarch Flower-Scatter, when we meet again someday, I will surely repay your kindness in imparting the Dao and teaching me."
As he spoke, he rubbed his head, reflecting beams of light, then grabbed the tail of a beam and roared away.
The other powerful ghosts and monsters also used their own methods and fled