Time trickled by. The towering pillar of water finally began to change.
A shimmering orb of light shot out from within it, rocketing toward the sky.
The instant it collided, it burst like a firework, and the clouds bloomed with a dazzling, multicolored radiance.
At that same moment, the sea barrier that had been in place began to recede.
The surrounding crowd immediately grew excited. Everyone stared eagerly at the sea, poised to dash forward with all their might.
Song Wanning's expression was grim, her eyes fixed unwaveringly on the sea.
Once the sea barrier had completely vanished, the base of the water pillar became clearly visible to all.
In an instant, everyone moved.
They swarmed toward the water pillar like a frantic mob, without a shred of the dignified bearing expected of immortals.
Song Wanning was already used to this. The Immortal Realm was just another world with a higher power level; the struggle for survival was just as cruel.
