Shen Yun's method of breaking through was entirely different from Cheng Jianyong's fierce and domineering approach.
There was no earth-shaking spectacle around him. His vast spiritual power was like golden sunlight, gentle yet permeating every gap as it seeped into the chaos.
The surging chaos was not forcibly split apart under the guidance of his spiritual power.
Instead, like a tamed wild horse, it naturally retreated and separated to both sides, revealing a strange territory slowly taking shape below.
It was not a territory in the traditional form of a continent, but more like a three-dimensional network constructed from countless holy lights and frameworks.
Stars and holy light intertwined, flowing with the radiance of sanctity and order.
It expanded steadily, its area no less than Cheng Jianyong's dark golden land, yet it radiated the aura of a sacred land capable of purifying all things.
Shen Yun opened his eyes, sensing the surging power within himself while also noticing Cheng Jianyong's gaze.
He nodded, a satisfied smile on his face.
Then they all looked toward the others.
Following Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun's breakthroughs, the others also succeeded one after another.
Su Xiaoyang's territory was a primeval forest teeming with life, with ancient trees towering into the sky.
The dense aura of natural life was nearly overflowing, and faintly visible among the trees were the leaping silhouettes of sacred deer.
Zhang Lianmeng's territory was a magnificent mountain range containing seven different elements.
Seven different stars hung in the sky, representing her different elemental insights.
Ailinora's territory was a tranquil forest where moonlight lingered forever. Silver radiance fell across it, calming the mind and soothing the soul, perfectly matching the temperament of an elf.
Wu Ling'er, the Radiant True God, and Madalina had likewise opened territories of their own.
For a time,