The spiritual silk thread, as fine as a silkworm's silk, is nearly imperceptible compared to the Star Ascending Arena, an extraordinary monument. Yet, as An Ran slightly raised her finger, pulling the spiritual silk thread, this immeasurably massive extraordinary monument was suddenly lifted, changing its position as if it were a marionette!
"This Elder An..."
"Could she be a Ninth Realm Spiritualist?"
The thought flashed through Qin Jin's mind.
The Star Ascending Arena shifted positions, and at the same time, spiritual silk threads surged within the Star Sea, sweeping in all directions. Seven extraordinary monuments with differing appearances, whose specific functions were unknown, were pulled out of the void and rearranged under An Ran's control, aligning like Seven Stars in a Row.
At the instant of alignment, An Ran's magic robe rose without wind, spiritual energy surged, and the splendid vision covering her face disappeared at that moment.
