Over the past six months, people had been emerging from the secret realm one after another, bringing with them a wealth of rare resources and heavenly treasures unseen in the outside world. This left the leaders of every major faction beaming with joy.
Suddenly, the entrance to the secret realm became extremely unstable, followed by a collapse that spanned several thousand miles. It was as if the very heavens were crumbling and the earth splitting asunder. The once-azure sky fractured like a shattered mirror, and yellow sand poured down from the heavens toward the sea. Keen-eyed observers spotted Spirit Stones mixed within the debris, but faced with such a scene, no one dared to venture out to collect them; instead, they all hastily employed their movement techniques to retreat.
Amidst billowing smoke, a massive spherical object sped toward them, faintly radiating a golden light. It immediately captured the attention of the several grandmasters present. These individuals, who usually stood on high, projecting the image of enlightened masters who would not change their expressions even if Mount Tai were to collapse before them, instantly lost all pretense of composure and scrambled to seize the object.
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