The air above the sunken basin turned suffocating as the three Middle-Stage Nascent Soul experts took their positions around the hundred-yard spatial rift.
Elder Wu Min stood bathed in blazing crimson light, a nine-petaled phantom lotus unfurling behind his back.
To his left, the pale beauty from the Glacial Moon Empire raised a slender jade scepter, instantly freezing the atmospheric moisture into crystalline shards of azure frost.
To his right, the hunched elder of the Thousand Poison Sect cackled raspily, summoning a roiling serpent of pitch-black, corrosive miasma that gnawed at the outer edges of the void.
Suddenly, Elder Wu Min flicked his wrist, hurling a black circular token laced with glowing blood-red fissures straight toward the spatial tear.
"Break!" Elder Wu Min roared, his voice echoing like rolling thunder.
Simultaneously, the three Nascent Soul powerhouses slammed their condensed pillars of spiritual energy directly into the suspended token.
BOOM——!
