In an instant, before the stunned eyes of everyone present, the entire sky filled with storm clouds suddenly transformed into silvery-white illusions.
The heavens themselves became a grand curtain, where these lights meandered and twisted freely.
In the blink of an eye, the dazzling light extended tens of thousands of miles, drawing an exquisitely beautiful arc between sea and sky, endlessly growing… until it encircled the entire restricted zone.
From the opposite side, the arc closed perfectly, forming a flawless circle.
The illusory light flowed like water, gently rippling and shimmering.
It was like the halo atop a legendary angel’s head.
At this moment, the Crown of Isis appeared!
“Season Ji, you damn—”
The man with the yellow beard muttered hoarsely, eyes wide open, trying to catch every little clue as to why his body was shaken with fear and his skin crawled all over.
He could hardly imagine that his creation would lose control so completely in a flash, falling into Ji Jue’s hands.
At this moment, the magnificent scene was secondary.
What about the principle? The essence? What was the truth behind it all?