The terrifying fluctuations spread out, making people feel their scalp tingle and their hearts shake with awe.
However, this battle is destined to be witnessed by none.
The space-time they exist in does not belong to All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.
Nor does it belong to this piece of history.
The only record of them will possibly be within the invisible river of history.
Endless chaos continues to churn, seemingly proclaiming the end of this battle.
Boom——————
But after a moment of silence, an incredibly powerful force suddenly erupts!
Shattering chaos!
The speed has reached the extreme!
With such commotion, the mist is dispersed.
Two figures appear.
One, dressed in a black robe, holds a dark as ink artifact, seemingly neither sword nor knife, standing proudly amidst the chaos.
Another dressed in white, like a Banished Immortal descending to earth.
Only at this moment, he appears somewhat battered, his eyes filled with astonishment.
