Fortunately, the Array Patterns inscribed within the Void instantly revived, emitting a boundless light. Rune after Rune emerged, each containing a different profound essence, conjuring images of myriad races being born and the ever-changing tapestry of mortal life, all working to continuously nullify the terrifying impact.
The moment they sensed something was wrong, many of the ministers and Immortal Sect Elders quickly evacuated, taking their disciples and young clan members with them.
Jiang Lintian's expression was calm. With a sweep of his wide sleeve, he took all the Tributors and retainers of the Prime Minister's Mansion who were by his side and moved them far away, just as the Qianyuan Cave Realm exploded.
"Prime Minister..."
"The Young Master..."
Many people stared at the space that had been blown to smithereens, where almost nothing remained visible. Their hearts pounded with lingering fear, but they were also deeply worried.
