There is no use worrying anymore; since the decision has been made, Ni Yang can only hope that Zhang Xiaoman finishes things quickly.
It seemed as if without the interference of the black aura, the final bottleneck of the sixth star pattern on Huan Cai's side was broken at this moment. On Zhang Xiaoman's arm, the Eye of the Starry Sky pattern finally lit up with the last hue, which belonged solely to the sixth star pattern, distinct from the previous five.
In an instant, a platinum glow burst forth, filling the entire space. The preceding five star patterns were also covered by this platinum light. Ni Yang and Huan Cai couldn't open their eyes, but even with their eyes tightly shut, Zhang Xiaoman's Eye of the Starry Sky imprinted itself in their sea of consciousness.
