Yu Ziqing's mind moved, he blinked, the Yang God opened its eyes, switched perspectives, and then let the piece of Profound Ice seal him in.
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the blue sky, as if a hand reached out from the void, forcibly tearing it apart slowly.
However, in the next moment, the sky, which had just a half-foot wide crack opening slowly, suddenly shattered over a hundred miles.
The sky was like a giant piece of tempered glass, shattering entirely in an instant.
A terrifying huge hole appeared there, as if two layers of the sky emerged.
The horrifying force swirled upwards, layer upon layer, shattering the Gang Wind Layer, forcefully breaking open a passage to the void.
But Ruan Renwang had disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, a hundred miles away, Ruan Renwang's figure appeared out of thin air, with her eyes closed, expressionless, her right hand forming an eagle claw, grasping something in the air.
