FWOOSH!
The earthen-yellow talisman between Yu Chengbo's fingers spontaneously combusted, instantly turning to ash.
An utterly blinding light flared, coalescing in midair into a bright yellow canopy that spread over the members of the Lieyang Sect. Wisps of Spiritual Qi cascaded down from its edges, a truly miraculous sight.
By then, the cyan vortex had finished forming. The terrifying aura it radiated made the faces of cultivators like Qii Feiyun—who had only recently reached the Foundation Establishment Stage—turn pale. They instinctively drew their Magical Artifacts for protection.
BOOM... WHOOSH...
The vortex howled as it descended, crashing against the bright yellow canopy. In that instant, the clouds roiled, and the Spiritual Artifacts clashing in the center of the battlefield were violently flung apart, flying back to their owners.
