In the year 38 of the new calendar, February.
The originally tranquil space channel suddenly erupted with tremendous brilliance, and the massive spatial fluctuations seemed as if they wanted to annihilate both worlds.
Not long after the brilliance erupted, the entire cross-world passage calmed down, but what differed from before was that the previously not-so-large shortcut had become immensely vast.
The originally round portal-sealed channel had turned into a circular light curtain, emitting a faint white glow with a diameter of thousands of kilometers, seemingly just a step away from entering another world.
All creatures knew that this was no illusion.
Those of the Chaotic Realm preparing for action were sharpening their knives.
However, without orders from the True Monarchs, no one dared to make a rash move.
