Outside, a black vortex slowly gathered in the firmament above Shi Qingyun's head, like an eye of heaven about to open.
A terrifying pressure bore down from the vortex.
The sea instantly grew calm, its clamorous waves falling still together, while wisps of ink-black energy continually escaped from the black vortex.
Everyone fighting in the Kunpeng Nest stopped and looked toward Shi Qingyun's location, their expressions turning grave.
"Is the Kunpeng Nest about to open?"
"This terrifying pressure feels like some peerless Great Fiend is about to emerge."
The elders and prodigies of every faction, along with the Venerables' spiritual bodies-everyone watched the direction of Shi Qingyun, various sharp gleams flashing in their eyes, their thoughts unknown.
At the center of the Mystic Ice Abyss.
A black sun radiating crimson extreme yang energy and a pristine white full moon radiating silvery-white extreme cold energy hung behind Shi Qingyun.
Extreme yang power and extreme cold power constantly entwined and collided above his head. Space shattered inch by inch, leaving a stretch of nothingness between the black sun and the full moon.
Terrifying waves of cutting force spread from that nothingness, wildly churning everything around them. Without the formation's protection, this terrifying energy would have broken through to the outside long ago.
Seated cross-legged in the void, Shi Qingyun wore an unruffled expression, but a closer look revealed fine beads of sweat covering his forehead, and his aura was somewhat disordered.
As time passed, the black sun and full moon behind him slowly drew closer, trembling violently as dazzling specks of light shone from them and an aura of destruction filled the Mystic Ice Abyss.
Shi Qingyun frowned, knowing that if this continued, he would certainly fail to fuse extreme yang and extreme cold power. Still, he was not particularly worried; he