Chapter 45

The sky over the Xuantian Continent suddenly darkened. The originally clear blue vault of heaven was instantly dyed black as if splashed with ink, lightning flashed and thunder roared amidst thick clouds, and howling gales swept across the entire land. Mountains and rivers trembled, rivers flowed backward, and countless birds and beasts fled in panic as the spiritual energy of the entire world began to riot. Yan Luoluo stood at the summit of the sea of clouds, her sleeves fluttering in the wind. Overlooking the continent beneath her feet that was about to face annihilation, a flash of determination crossed her eyes. Golden array patterns surged from the depths of the ley line like living creatures, spreading along the terrain of the mountains and rivers until they covered the entire Xuantian Continent in the blink of an eye. These ancient runes flickered with dazzling light, appearing exceptionally striking beneath the dim sky.