Chapter 1375: Immortal Gods Descend!

Li Xiaobai roared in anger, his golden war chariot beneath him transforming into a streak of light that shot straight toward the rift. The others followed closely behind, standing in the void, their hands clasped behind their backs as they positioned themselves beside the fissure.

The inside of the rift was pitch black. The red glow seen earlier had vanished, leaving it impossible to discern the situation within.

The long staff in Li Xiaobai's hand spun as he delivered another powerful strike downward. A terrifying black sword aura shot out, piercing through the heavens and barreling into the rift, where it disappeared without a trace. No sound of impact came back, rendering it impossible to gauge the destination of the sword aura or what lay on the other side of the rift.

"This rift seems to have been forcibly torn open. The surrounding spatial cracks are writhing, as if they are slowly repairing themselves," Yan Zuzi observed, his keen eye catching the details as he approached.