The struggle for the Xuankong Mountain Blessed Land had finally come to an end.
While the afterglow of Pure Yang True Monarch's Nine-Round Golden Sun and the lingering shadows of Miaodi Bodhisattva's Brahma Flowers still flowed through the air, the true body of True Monarch Qing Yuan had already departed in silence.
With a flick of his sleeve, the Primordial Sect True Monarch sent an invisible stream of qi spanning a thousand miles, uprooting the entire Xuankong Mountain Blessed Land as if a giant spirit were plucking it with its palm.
As the mountain trembled, its Earth Vein Spirit Mechanism was brutally severed. The entire blessed land transformed into a palm-sized jade carving and fell into the Grotto Heaven within True Monarch Qing Yuan's sleeve.
Standing amidst the sea of clouds, Xu Yunfan was shaken to the core as he witnessed True Monarch Qing Yuan's heaven-shattering technique of seizing Xuankong Mountain from across the void.
