Ding Hao looked up at the sky.

It was all blue.

However, to look closer, something like a trembling jelly would be found. It constantly expanded, contracted and trembled, as if there was incomparably terrifying power. It seemingly came from the other side of the space barrier or the cosmic space far above the vault, colliding drastically with one another.

By nightfall, the rusted sword and the magic sword were still nowhere to be seen.

Now ...