The floating altar in the void before him rapidly shrank and was caught by Wang Zijia, cradled in the palm of his hand, slightly levitating.
Countless golden silk threads moved upon it, with their other ends piercing the void, leading to the unknown.
Wang Zijia's body was enveloped in silver energy, following the guidance of the silk threads, he stepped forward, and the thunder, as if a servant, vanished with him.
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Wang Zijia disappeared abruptly, leaving behind the crowd in the sky, bewildered and dumbfounded.
From the appearance of Zhu Xinghe to now, it was only a moment, whether it was the low-level monks underground or the immortals in the sky, everyone was dumbfounded at this moment.
They hadn't yet grasped what had specifically happened.
All they knew was that two awe-inspiring peak Celestial Immortals had suddenly come looking for trouble.
