A day later, the skies were clear and the weather calm.
For a thousand miles around, it was a rare spell of good weather.
Only above the Vast Sea Sect, dark clouds gathered, and seven illusory gates flickered in and out, starlight descending, devoured by a gigantic demon, transforming into the driving force for the grand array.
On the shallow beach, the earth veins trembled, and if someone sharp was present, they could notice the crust of the beach rising slightly, continually being drawn upward.
It was as if there was an infinite suction descending from the celestial vault, attempting to pull the entire shallow beach away.
At this moment, outside the dark clouds, seven figures suddenly flew rapidly towards them, standing together with immense mana fluctuating fiercely, shredding the floating clouds across the sky. The leading figure had golden lotuses in his eyes, brilliantly radiant, with extremely profound mana.
"It is indeed an Array of Shifting!"
