Immediately, an indescribable strange fluctuation assaulted them.
How should one describe this moment of transformation?
Simply put, even Wen Daoyuan, with his Great Scholar cultivation, felt his Divine Thought turn blank for an instant when the change occurred.
In that instant, all the worldly greed, hate, folly, anger, worries, and rush seemed to turn to ashes.
The minds of all living beings stagnated, and the boundless rain and wind seemed to morph into distorted images.
Even the bewildered and exaggerated expression of the old Daoist Xuanwei appeared to become part of this moment's stormy imagery.
The old Daoist Xuanwei stared at Chen Xu in disbelief, shock, and even terror.
At that moment, he saw Chen Xu grabbing Wen Daoyuan with one hand while casually tearing forward with the other.
The entire heaven and earth seemed like a roll of silk, torn open by him.
He stepped forward and disappeared into the torn heavens, taking Wen Daoyuan with him.
