Hongjun pointed with one finger, and Li Ping'an saw it with his own eyes;
From it, Li Ping'an felt the vast and boundless Dao Charm, the immense endless spiritual power, as if the spiritual power of the entire world was concentrated on this single finger.
Yet this finger was so plain and unremarkable, as if there was no strength in it at all, as if this old man was merely trying to press a nonexistent switch.
Then with a click, shallow ripples spread from the old man's fingertip.
The chaotic aura roiling ahead seemed to have been paused, strands of chaotic aura weighing as heavy as mountains began to collapse, creating an absolute vacuum in front of the Zixiao Palace, as if a giant beast in the Chaos Sea had opened its abyssal mouth.
Darkness.
The abyss-like darkness directly swallowed the dozen or so Innate Gods and Demons.
A great rift appeared before the Zixiao Palace, starting at Hongjun's fingertip and ending at some unfathomable distance.
