The Xuanji Ring emitted a gentle white light, covering the entire Mountain Sea.
Yet, to the naked eye, it was constantly in a state of twisting and trembling.
Like an invisible hand kneading it at will, its shape was ever-changing.
The Xuanji Ring was like this, and so was the Mountain Sea it protected, truly like a fragile bubble, perilously close to bursting at any moment.
"The weight of Dao Yan is indeed extremely rare."
"Even in the memory of Saint Lianshan spanning trillions of years, such a concentration of Dao Yan is rare indeed. No wonder it's said that once past this juncture, the path ahead is smooth."
"In this Dao Yan, if we only aim to protect ourselves, it may not be difficult. But to shield the Mountain Sea at the same time..."
For the first time, All Saints personally felt the enormous pressure from outside the Mountain Sea, frowning and contemplating countermeasures.
