The surrounding seawater irrigated toward the black hole ceaselessly, evaporating into water vapor upon contact with the black hole's edge.
The air above the black hole distorted due to extreme temperatures.
Under the mist rising from the surrounding seawater, a bizarre spectacle of alternating black and white hues formed.
Li Fan, piloting the Tai Yan Boat in mid-air, found himself suddenly engulfed by an endless fear as he witnessed the unfolding spectacle.
Had the Ten Thousand Immortals Island... vanished just like that?
Scenes from his past on the island flashed quickly through his consciousness.
The Dharma Dissemination Square, flanked by thousands of statues, busy with countless cultivators passing by,
the splendid and grand buildings rumored to house figures in the Incarnation Stage at the center of the island...
Had they all vanished just like that?
Not even a layer of ash was left behind.
What kind of power could accomplish such a thing?
