In an instant, right before everyone's stunned gaze, the sky filled with thunderclouds transformed into silvery phantasmal light, winding and gliding with abandon across the sky as its stage.

In the blink of an eye, it extended for millions of miles, tracing a supremely graceful arc between sea and sky, growing endlessly... until it encircled the entire forbidden zone, closing from the other side, forming a flawless circle.

The phantasmal light rippled gently, like water.

Just like the halo atop the head of the legendary angel.

In this moment, it crowned the dome of the sky!

"Ji, you goddamn..."

Yellow Beard murmured in a lost voice, eyes wide open, meticulously searching for the cause of his creeping fear and chill creeping over his entire body.

Unimaginable, in an instant his creation spiraled out of control to such an extent, falling into Ji Jue's hands.

The grandeur of the scene was secondary, but what about the principle? The essence? What was it?

If it was purely a sham, why would Ji Jue go through so much trouble to stage such a show right under his nose? Was it purely to act out and make noise?

Be it acting out or making noise, it didn't matter.

For Ji Jue, an absolute outcome-oriented individual, it was merely employing the most familiar inherent path, if it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't waste a single thought on irrelevant matters.

And then, he saw it...

Countless silvery raindrops fell from the halo overhead, innumerable mercury droplets descending from the halo in the sky, each tiny drop weaving into fine threads, connecting with one another, overlapping into curtains that danced with the wind.

Countless silver threads hung down from the sky, plunging into the waves, almost reaching the depths of the abyssal sponge, thus covering the space between heaven and earth.

Encompassing the entire forbidden zone!

As if a lid was placed over it... yet this layer of barrier seemed as fragile as a dream shadow, so delicate that without millions of meticulous operations every second, it might disintegrate the next moment under its own weight.

What's the aim?

"Ah, I forgot to mention."

Ji Jue slapped his forehead, belatedly remembering: "Make sure to isolate the crucial equipment, and watch out for the storm."

The storm came howling!

Though no trace of air movement could be felt, in one's consciousness and perception, it seemed as if a raging storm swept through with savage might.

At this moment, from all four corners in twelve directions, the invisible storm converged from all sides, aiming for the center, or rather, those astonishingly slender silver threads.

Though so minuscule, they were like black holes, incessantly drawing in all the spiritual essence from over the entire sea, in a flicker of a moment, extracting every bit of spiritual essence from beyond the forbidden zone.

Amidst Yellow Beard's rapid Northern Realm jests, sparks continuously flew from the Dragon Remains Fleet, and shortly after entering the extremely spiritually impoverished environment, countless devices began to lag and malfunction.

Yet after weathering this wave, Yellow Beard's orders did not cease but grew more anxious and frenzied, as if hearing the roaring tide surging from afar.

The spiritual tide!

Under the endless extraction of the Crown of Isis, after the entire sea's spiritual essence was vacated, it naturally induced a shift in atmospheric pressure, drawing in spiritual essence from other regions to fill the void.

After the momentary vacuum, what came converging from all sides was a genuine spiritual storm!

No matter how much spiritual essence rushed in, it would vanish within that silvery light, devouring the sweeping spiritual essence infinitely like a true black hole, weaving a grand eye of the storm, channeling the cascading spiritual essence into a towering tornado.

Innumerable phantasmal lights swayed, merging into the tornado, turning the whole world into a colorful and magnificent spectacle.

It devoured all spiritual essence indiscriminately, and the spiritual body within the halo had already begun a second transformation, developing like a moth weaving a cocoon, completing another ascension.

But the Crown of Isis cut off not only the foreign spiritual essence, but also the souls, desires, and resentments drawn in by the power of Huangliang Remains...

All external spiritual essence was completely engulfed by the storm, not a drop left!

After the initially most fragile but lengthy charging, aided by the thunderclouds, leaping over the hurdle, the completely disastrous-scale Crown of Isis had entered the expansion phase.

A true natural disaster was born right before everyone's eyes!

Burn from the roots of the problem!

No matter your Myriad Phenomena Paradise or Huangliang Remains, or Hua Xu Country, whether they're fleeting dream shadows or terrifying and sinister forbidden zones... they all require spiritual essence, don't they?

Where is there an engine that doesn't burn fuel?

Ji Jue wants to see how long the other side can hold out once this supply is severed and the continually converging souls from all around are completely intercepted!

Unfortunately, this question is destined to remain unanswered.

Just at the moment when the Crown of Isis formed a storm outside the forbidden zone, within it, in the desolate and shattered city's center, at the top of an eerie tower, a bright light burst forth from a blood-colored eye.

A gloomy cold snort echoed.

As if some petty villains had disturbed a sweet dream, Wen Sheng, hidden behind the scenes, opened his eyes, terminated his transformation, took over the Huangliang Remains, and indifferently glanced at the silver curtain currently blocking Punabantu.

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