"Bang!"
The moment the nine bright stars in the sky were aligned, the entire world suddenly emitted a powerful energy fluctuation. A strange fog spread from the emptiness as a sound wave vaguely spread across the world.
"The world tide… it is indeed the same as what was stated on the ancient map."
Xiao Yan slowly stood up on the top of the tree. He lifted his head, looked at the faint fog that covered the land, and muttered to himself.
"Swoosh!"
A couple rays of light swiftly rushed over from the star realm while Xiao Yan was muttering to himself. They appeared beside Xiao Yan in a couples of flashes. These rays of light were Yao Lao's group.
"The demonic flame is about to descend on the world…" Yao Lao landed beside Xiao Yan and spoke in a grave voice.