This was a world of dazzling colors. Across dozens of miles of sky, countless bean-sized motes of light danced through the air.
The motes came in red, yellow, blue, green, and cyan, with ribbons of five-colored light weaving and swaying among them.
Standing amid them, Xiao Yu gazed curiously at his surroundings through the radiant clouds coiling around his body.
A moment later, he formed an incantation gesture with both hands. Spiritual light flowed over him, and the radiance around his body began to spin, faster and faster, until it formed a dazzling five-colored vortex.
Once the radiance reached a certain speed, a five-colored whirlwind rose from the ground not far from Xiao Yu. Following the rotation of the radiance, it slowly drew toward him.
As it approached, the whirlwind grew stronger and broader. As though caught by an immense gravitational pull, the distant five-colored motes were swept into it like moths rushing into a flame.
Before long, the whirlwind became a towering behemoth centered on Xiao Yu, a colossal pillar supporting the heavens that reached straight into the clouds.
Then Xiao Yu gave a gentle wave of his hand, and the pillar of wind hurtled into the distance. Wherever the hurricane passed, sand and stones flew, and forests, birds, and beasts were swept into it, as though the end of the world had come.
A moment later, Xiao Yu began chanting an incantation in a low voice. With a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, the enormous pillar of wind collapsed on its own, turning back into wisps of colorful radiance that drifted between heaven and earth.
The instant the hurricane vanished, Xiao Yu changed his incantation gesture and quickened his chanting slightly. The surrounding motes and radiant clouds suddenly shifted, all turning into blue specks and ribbons of