The Lingyong Realm Heaven, torn in two, stretched across the void like an ancient Jade Disc cleaved by a giant axe. Its jagged, uneven edges were still slowly leaking Source Essence.
Qi Yun turned around. As far as his eyes could see, there was only dead silence. The once lush, verdant mountains had been reduced to scorched, blackened rubble that floated and drifted aimlessly in the nothingness. The river valleys that used to flow with Spiritual Springs were now nothing but dried, cracked riverbeds, with turbulent currents of Earth Fire, wind, and water surging from the depths of the fissures.
Countless towering Divine Palaces, bustling cities, and peaceful villages were long gone. Only a few fragments of ruined walls floated silently in the void, bearing witness to the living beings that once inhabited this place. But most things left not even a fragment behind—they had completely returned to nothingness.
