The sound of the formation breaking was like the whole world collapsing.
Lin Jianyue clearly remembered the last moment - her fingertips touched the core of the cross-border formation, and the three hundred years of accumulated spiritual power from the divine transformation stage poured into it like a rushing river. The moment the formation lit up, the entire spiritual stone on the Tribulation Platform was turned into powder at the same time, and the space was distorted into kaleidoscope-like fragments before his eyes. She saw that the crack leading to her homeland was slowly opening.
But the next second, disaster struck.
Some force beyond her cognition violently tore at the newly formed passage, crushing and reorganizing the structure of time and space like an invisible giant hand. Lin Jianyue felt that her soul was falling at an extremely fast speed, and her body was disintegrating inch by inch in the violent spatial turbulence - this was a more complete demise than the failure of transcending the tribulation, and there was no chance of reincarnation and rebuilding.
Pain.
This was Lin Jianyue's only feeling when she regained consciousness. It's not physical pain, but the severe pain of the soul being repeatedly punctured by thousands of needles. She struggled to open her eyes
She stopped suddenly.
This was not any geological setting she was familiar with. No, it should be said, this was not any "era" she was familiar with. The roar of the plane's engine was sharper and harsher than any commercial airliner she could remember. Three biplanes painted with scarlet circular markings were passing at low altitude from the southeast, and the black bombs hanging under the wings were clearly visible.
"This is... War?"
Lin Jianyue's body moved before her consciousness...
