Facing these descending light pillars, Cang Linzu spread his arms wide, like an embrace, cradling the light floating in front of his chest, compressed by him, transformed into the Spiritual Fiend of the True Array Realm.
In this moment, time seemed to freeze, with only the light changing.
Jidu, the excess of earth. The array realm tainted by the power of Jidu, even if originally light, becomes obscured and dark, as if shrouded by an eternal shadow, filled with deathly stillness and gravitation.
In the next instant.
Earth generates gold.
Within the pure shadow, a tiny thread of light burgeoned, incredibly sharp, incredibly condensed, as if the first ray of the universe's cutting edge, it cleaved through the pitch-black cover, becoming glaringly bright, flowing into Taibai, becoming solid, with an overwhelming sense of slaughter spreading, seemingly wanting to crush all tangible forms.
Gold generates water.
