A dot of orange-gold divine light suddenly appeared in the void.
A gentle breeze began to stir. The divine light swelled with it, spreading out in a vast, mighty torrent. It furiously battered the protective array inside the tent, causing the formation to drone loudly.
"Do you feel it?" Yu Zither Immortal asked, glancing back over her shoulder.
Without waiting for Fang Yang's reply, she turned forward again and pressed her hand out.
In an instant, the orange-gold divine light surged with an even greater roar, as if a star had exploded, unleashing an immense heatwave.
An endless gale tore forth, threatening to annihilate all creation.
But Yu Zither Immortal, clad in green, stood at the forefront, facing the gale head-on.
The gale whipped around her, outlining the graceful contours of her figure. It was a breathtaking sight.
Fang Yang spared it a single glance before shifting his gaze further ahead.
He saw numerous scenes flickering rapidly within the orange-gold divine light.
