By this time, the sky had grown dark. High in the night sky, the thunderclouds covering a hundred acres above Taiyi Temple and the brilliant rain of light spilling across tens of miles became increasingly dazzling.
Within the towering Gate of Xuànpìn, amid the flowing and rotating galaxy, it was as if a supreme deity stood holding thunderbolts and forging iron sparks, scattering them profusely into the night sky.
Then came beams of rainbows piercing the void, converging from all directions, carrying a sharp piercing sound like the cry of a phoenix, radiating seven-colored light as they gathered at the foot of Taiyi Temple Mountain.
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