The sea surface was rapidly rising, creating enormous waves in the distance;
Violent gamma rays accompanied by intense light shone forth, with surging shockwaves exploding layer by layer outward.
Beside that divine wood, a gigantic mushroom cloud fused with fire and lightning rose into the depths of the sky.
The air for miles around became unbearably hot, and all the cultivators, immortals, and sea creatures within this range felt the charm of radiation.
As for Wang Jixuan, the mastermind behind all this, he could only bitterly smile and say to himself:
"Alright, is this small world so fragile to explosions?"
In an instant, the situation changed dramatically.
Wang Jixuan placed his hand on the window edge, as strong gusts of Kuang Feng surged, nearly tossing the ship into the air.
He was rapidly considering strategies.
Should he let the alien soul escape directly, or continue with his plan?
