Across the boundless sea, a porcupine-like figure hurtled toward Witch Island at an indescribable speed.
Some hundred thousand li from Witch Island, a figure wearing a bamboo hat suddenly appeared, raised a hand, and struck down at the porcupine-like figure with a palm.
Countless brilliant colors gathered in that palm like the stars of the heavens, radiating a terrifying aura.
The porcupine-like figure refused to yield, raising his own hand to strike. Black and white Yin and Yang energies gathered in his palm, forming a taiji circle whose aura was no weaker-indeed, it was even stronger.
The two palms met in eerie silence. Only the shattering space and annihilating energy betrayed the collision, like a vast black hole devouring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence.
After that uncanny stillness came an immense crash. With a thunderous boom, blue waves rose ten thousand zhang high, and a colossal chasm appeared in the sea, hundreds of kilometers wide and untold tens of millions of li long. It exposed the seabed outright, as though the entire ocean had been cleaved in two.
The sky suffered the same fate. The clouds vanished without a trace, leaving only a vast black mark like a hideous scar across the heavens, as though the whole sky had also been split open.
Boom! Another terrifying explosion rang out, and countless bolts of lightning materialized from thin air, bombarding both sides of the chasm.
Lightning cracked and thunder roared as hurricanes sprang into being and surged through the chasm. For a moment, even most of the sky went dark, as though the end of the world had come.
The High Priest and the Scruffy Old Man stood on opposite sides of the chasm, staring at each other.
After a moment, the High Priest said, "You seem to be enjoying