Within the vortex, pure white light, akin to white jade, devoid of any impurity, while the black light within is darker than the night.
Simultaneously, a sense of yin-yang's ceaseless life force, capable of nurturing all things, emanates from the vortex.
Inside the vortex, these two different lights spiral towards two separate directions, tearing apart the air around the vortex with a thunderous roar.
The next moment, all the treasure beads on Xiang Ziyu's short staff flew out, falling into this vortex, which swiftly rushed towards the place where the alien race was gathering.
"What is this?"
"What kind of attack?"
"Break open this vortex!"
The aliens, feeling the terrifying power contained within the vortex, were all shocked and began launching attacks towards it. In the void, streams of spells shot out, crashing into the vortex.
