The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Time passed by, second by second.

After being suppressed by the combined efforts of the demigods, the energy fluctuations on the surface of the seven-colored sphere on the sea surface not only did not weaken, but became even more intense.

The slowly flowing seven-colored light seemed to have been fast-forwarded, its speed suddenly increasing several notches.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—the seven colors begin to show a visible separation.

Layer upon layer, it resembles a giant, colorful egg, being pushed open from the inside by something.

"It's about to open."

Wang Cang narrowed his eyes and spoke up to remind him.

Old Ge behind him nodded slightly.

Admittedly, he appears relaxed now, but his stance has been subtly adjusted, with his forefoot slightly pressing forward to shift his center of gravity, ready to launch a powerful sprint at any moment.

Tang Yi goes without saying.

The three people stood in a triangular formation, occupying the best position facing the sphere of light.

Of course, it wasn't just the three of them.

The other forces, distributed in a ring around the sphere of light, were all in the same state at this moment—tense, vigilant, and ready to strike.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Apart from the roar of the waves and the occasional muffled aftershocks in the distance, no one spoke; even their breathing was deliberately suppressed.

This silence lasted for about 30 seconds.

Then--

The cracks in the light sphere visibly widened.

"Crack—"

The sound was like ice cracking or a boulder splitting open, making everyone present tense up.

The separation speed of the seven colors reached its limit at this moment.

Red light shifts to the left, blue light shifts to the right, green light rises, and violet light sinks.

The seven colors seemed to be torn apart from the middle by an invisible hand, each pulling in a different direction.

Cracks began to appear on the surface of the light sphere.

The light emanating from the cracks was no longer a mixture of seven colors, but gold.

The gold was so bright it made you want to look away.

The demigods present all narrowed their eyes, but none of them actually looked away.

After all, nobody wants to miss that moment.

Five seconds.

Four seconds.

three seconds.

Two seconds—

The ball of light exploded.

Like a flower petal, it unfolds layer by layer from the center outwards.

The colorful fragments shot out in all directions, each fragment leaving a long trail of light, drawing countless arcs in mid-air.

The fragments made a sizzling sound when they hit the sea, like red-hot iron being thrown into water. Puffs of white steam rose up.

After the fragments scattered, a passage remained in the original location.

The passage is circular in shape, with an estimated diameter of about 100 meters. The space at the edge looks like glass that has been melted by high temperature, twisted and rolled up.

Tiny fragments of space kept peeling off from the edges.

But the most eye-catching part is the inside of the passageway.

Everything was golden.

Golden light poured out from inside the passage, shining on everyone's faces and gilding each one.

The entrance to the higher-dimensional realm has been opened.

In an instant, everyone moved at the same time.

No one shouted "start".

No one is counting down.

No one even looked at each other.

Just a second ago, everyone was still in their own positions, each with their own ulterior motives; a second later—the track opened, and whoever went in first gained the upper hand.

Twenty-one demigods charged forward simultaneously, their auras exploding at full power in an instant.

"Boom boom boom~!"

The sea surface simply couldn't withstand it.

Centered on the original site of the light sphere, the seawater was simultaneously trampled by twenty-one forces, exploding outwards with a deafening roar.

Wang Cangchong was at the very front of the Shenxia team.

Old Ge followed closely behind.

Tang Yidian was behind.

The three people advanced towards the passage in a triangular formation, their coordination so perfect it was as if they had rehearsed it a thousand times.

Even so, they are not the fastest.

Jacob from the United States was the first to touch the edge of the passage.

Just how fast is this old man?

To put it another way, when Wang Cang started running, Jacob had already run half the distance.

No one saw how he accelerated.

His figure existed in everyone's sight for less than 0.3 seconds.

Then he transformed into a gray-white afterimage and shot straight toward the golden passage. Among the demigods present, Jacob was definitely in the top tier in terms of burst speed.

Even Wang Cang had to admit this...

The two demigods from the Beacon Kingdom behind him were no pushovers either, moving as fast as mice whose tails had been stepped on.

It took less than three seconds in total.

Above the sea outside the passage, only churning waves and the lingering glow of the colorful fragments remained.

……

The moment Wang Cang entered the passage, everything before his eyes changed.

The first thing that changed was the scale of space. Golden light filled all directions, and when you looked up you couldn't see the sky, and when you looked down you couldn't see the end.

As far as the eye could see, there was only an endless plain.

The ground beneath my feet was golden; it wasn't soil, stone, or any kind of metal.

It's more like some kind of solidified light, hard and unyielding when you step on it.

But it can still make people feel the warmth!

Not too hot, not too cold, just right.

Above this plain, countless bizarre and dazzling bands of light, like glass, stretched across the sky.

These light bands are all different colors.

Some are crimson, like a burning ribbon.

Some are indigo blue, cold as ice.

Some are gold and green, slowly rotating high in the sky.

Their width ranges from a few meters to tens of meters, and their length is completely invisible, as if they extend from one end of this space to the other.

The light bands occasionally intersect.

At the intersection, tiny sparks of energy will burst forth, exploding silently and then dissipating.

The entire space can be summed up in two words: grand.

A grand scale completely detached from the real world.

Anyone who sees this dreamlike scene would be amazed.

Unfortunately, those who entered were all demigods.

In their respective territories, they are revered as deities.

Which one of them didn't crawl out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood?

Who hasn't seen a few higher-dimensional secret realms?

Who hasn't had a few close calls with the King of Hell?

So, although the golden plain in front of them was incredibly magnificent, it didn't really surprise them.

That's still not quite right.

Wang Cang put his hands behind his back and slowly stepped on the solidified, shiny surface beneath his feet.

Like an old contractor inspecting a construction site.

"The texture is alright."

Old Ge behind him didn't reply, but he stomped his feet twice.

After confirming that the ground's load-bearing capacity was not a problem.

Only then did they turn their attention to their surroundings.

The same applies to Tang Yi.

Although the three of them appeared calm on the surface, they were all well aware that the words "high-dimensional secret realm" were no joke.

Everyone present knew this perfectly well.

Therefore, although on the surface the competition between the major powers is already imminent.

But before truly understanding the rules and temperament of this secret realm, no one dared to recklessly rush into its depths.