C1541 Sealed Monument

A Talisman hovered above the black light curtain, casting a soft golden glow. This glow coalesced into hair-thin strands of lightning, which danced and scattered all around.

Yet, Pei Junlin sensed a subtle crack marring the light curtain, a blemish on what was once seamless.

With a gesture as if drawing a sword, Bai Fann conjured a vortex in the sky. Through it