Boom—
The entire starry sky was filled with roaring sounds, all creatures unable to see, their vision nothing but a vast expanse of white. They felt powerful gusts blowing from ahead, causing their forms to waver.
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, deployed his fiery eyes and golden pupils to look forward, and murmured, "Damn... the gods are fighting..."
Following the sight granted by his eyes, the space ahead seemed as if it had been swept clean, all the stars and meteors vanishing without a trace.
At the end of the sea of energy waves, a sun-like orb appeared to be expanding rapidly, and the figures of Patriarch Bodhi, Fuxi, Qiang Liang, and Luo Shixin could be indistinctly seen. As for Yang Beiming, he was too far to see.
Centered on Yang Beiming, a radius of several billion miles of the starry sky had turned into nothingness, with only space and energy waves remaining, no other matter.
