From the very beginning, Wan Tongtian and Master Huoling had been watching the strange changes at Purple Mountain from afar, their expressions constantly shifting. Even from such a distance, they could feel the terrifying power of heaven and earth. Fortunately, they had decided to stay out of it earlier; otherwise, they would probably be like ants on the Golden Summit now.

Suddenly, a disciple exclaimed in surprise: "A book without words! A book without words!"

The two noticed the strange movements and were greatly alarmed. They hurriedly followed the sound and saw that the wordless book, which had been placed there peacefully, was suddenly trembling violently and emitting a special light.

The two men's expressions changed drastically. They knew that this wordless book was related to the Daoist secret realm. If something went wrong, wouldn't all the most outstanding disciples of each sect perish inside?

Just as they were about to cast a spell to stabilize the wordless book, it suddenly shot into the sky, crashing through the roof before disappearing into the clouds. The pages opened, facing the direction of the golden roof...

The page, which was originally blank, seemed to have some ancient and mysterious characters appearing, as if scenes were flashing by.

At this moment, the originally massive array on the golden roof had shrunk to the size of a basketball-sized black hole. Then, the entire golden roof was directly sucked into the black hole. A black light flashed, and the black hole completely closed and disappeared.

At this moment, the civil and military officials who were about to break through the protective formation of the Zhengyang Sect were dumbfounded, because the protective formation that they hated to the bone had disappeared.

But they were not happy at all, because it was not only the mountain-protecting formation that disappeared, but also half of the main peak of Zishan above the Reception Hall that vanished into thin air!