After much hesitation, Miaoyin Zhenren held back, refraining from mimicking Ancestor Zhao Xuan by crouching on the ground with her butt sticking up.
It wasn't that she didn't believe in Zhao Xuan's prayers, but there were simply too many people around, and the posture was far too undignified.
Soon, the first round of Tribulation Thunder cleared.
This time, with the world barrier's concealment, Zhao Yi could clearly sense the peculiar aura dispersing in the air after the World-Ending Divine Thunder dissipated.
The New World's area was expanding; Zhao Yi's feet were once on a small hill, which had now turned into a slope, more than doubling in size.
The concentration of Spiritual Energy in the air had risen significantly, evident from the Spirit Lake's area, which had doubled in size, and even from a distance, one could feel the rich Spiritual Energy, almost dripping like water.
