A Slip of the Tongue

As Wang Yi's final words sounded, the heaven and the earth trembled and rumbled.

Countless chains carrying a powerful sealing aura instantly connected in all directions using the four poles as anchors. Then, they swept through this world at lightning speed.

It was as if there was a pair of large hands that existed in the unseen world pulling the chains from an unfathomable place, wanting to pull this space into other latitudes.

The cliff and the World Rift were clearly in front of Venerable Ning Jing, but she could not see them with her eyes or sense them with her mind. It was as if they had completely disappeared from this world.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of her, Venerable Ning Jing's expression remained calm.

In this short period of time, she had seen too many shocking things.