Immediately afterwards, she straightened her expression again, softly uttering several complex syllables, as if invoking something.
The next second, the earth cracked open, countless purple tendrils emerged from the ground, converging at the gates of the Divine Country.
They formed a surrounding state, outlining a small space, inside of which a fierce light flickered, waves of Spiritual Power Tide surged in all directions, Zhang Xiaoman felt the terrifying spiritual power contained within, causing his eyes to widen.
"Those tendrils... is that the nightmare... and simply relying on one's own Strength to cause a Spiritual Power Tide, could it be inside there is..."
Just as his thoughts concluded, outside the gates of the Divine Country, some purple tendrils suddenly opened, then suddenly all retracted underground, leaving only a pitch-black small sphere Floating in the air, and the surge of spiritual power was emanating from this small sphere.
