Golden light shot into the sky, without a roar to shake the clouds.
There was only the sound of glass breaking.
Crack!
The gray, murky sky of the Underworld was like glass struck by a stone.
Spidery cracks spread outward from the golden light.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sounds of shattering rang out one after another.
At the same time, the same scene appeared in the sky of the Real World.
Living beings across tens of millions of li instinctively looked up at the sky.
They saw golden cracks spreading.
Perhaps it took a breath, perhaps an instant: the cracks covered tens of millions of li of sky.
The next moment:
Bang!
The sky shattered.
Endless golden fragments fell like snowflakes.
Yet neither the sky of the Real World nor that of the Underworld suffered any damage. Both remained as they had been at the beginning.
Some living beings touched the golden fragments, only for the fragments to pass through their flesh, fall to the ground, and vanish.
The golden light disappeared.
The twins sat upright within Three-Legged Cauldron Mountain, utterly motionless.
Numerous materials converged in the sphere above their heads.
At this moment, golden lotuses welled up from the ground where the core was being refined, and the wind in the sky took on tangible form.
Birds came whistling in from afar, circling Three-Legged Cauldron Mountain.
Sprites were born from the wind, singing and dancing in ceaseless praise.
In the Real World, on Crouching Tiger Mountain:
Strands and wisps of golden light flew out of Crouching Tiger Mountain.
The golden light gathered, weaving into spheres of different sizes that drifted everywhere.
Wang Quan touched them and sensed resources within, including True Solar Fire, great sun metal essence, and great white metal qi.
Each sphere held only a small amount