The night was tranquil.
Moonlight flowed like water over the entire Jiang's Family Back Mountain, creating a lustrous sheen that was particularly striking at this moment.
The Flame God's Coffin continued to draw energy ceaselessly.
As for when it would end, he had no idea.
Pei Jinye quietly retracted his gaze.
He then resumed his cross-legged meditation.
Around three o'clock in the morning, the previously uneventful meditation was suddenly interrupted.
Pei Jinye opened his eyes.
Controlled by his brain waves, he saw the bizarre scene that had appeared in the sky above the Western Continent.
"What is that?"
It wasn't only Pei Jinye, but everyone in the Western Continent who had been awakened was voicing their confusion.
A point of light had appeared in the pitch-black sky.
The light expanded rapidly at a certain speed.
The entire sky seemed to have been torn open with a gash hundreds of meters long.
The white light grew in intensity.
