The crimson-gold pillar of light did not last long, receding at Ye Jinghong's command.
The energy that had shot toward the heavens began to fall back, spreading out in midair.
The original Mountains and Rivers Array, which had been teetering on the verge of collapse like a soap bubble, completely dissipated. In its place, a pale golden curtain of light, visible to the naked eye, appeared.
This luminous curtain, unlike the heavy, defensive feel of the previous Array, exuded a heart-stopping Sharpness.
It was an aura of pure slaughter.
If the previous Array was a shield, then the new Divine Realm was a collection of countless blades, ready to be unsheathed at a moment's notice.
On the base's perimeter, the bizarre shadows still frantically crashing against the defenses let out a series of piercing shrieks the moment they touched the pale golden curtain.
