"Golden Core self-detonation!" Yuu Yang and the other two Daoists were so shocked they were rendered speechless, hastily activating their respective defensive measures as if facing a life-or-death crisis.
ZZZT—!
The dazzling orb of light abruptly expanded.
Far away in the sky, Lü Zhong felt a disturbance and looked in the direction of the Secret Realm.
He saw a flash of brilliant light, followed by a mushroom cloud slowly rising into the air. A shockwave blasted the Wood Spirit Wind-controlling Ship far into the distance, and only then did the thunderous boom follow.
RUMBLE!
Lü Zhong was horrified. 'What in the world happened over there?'
'That kind of power—was that a nuclear explosion?'
...
The Lantern Festival was approaching once again.
However, Lingyue Immortal City had been far from peaceful lately.
