The mud-like Chaos cloud layer churned slowly, like some loathsome mollusk.
Now and then, the dark clouds split apart, revealing the scene behind them.
Endless starlight flickered without cease, while a vast, boundless continent of flesh drifted through infinite void, the boundary between reality and illusion muddled beyond distinction.
Turbid blood became an endless river of stars. Stars condensed from flesh were born and died in constant transformation, while rotten eyes hid in the depths, spying upon the world of reality.
Chaos, madness, destruction.
Calm, gentleness, sorrow.
The eyeballs revealed all manner of emotions, as though two utterly different spirits had been stitched together, strange beyond measure.
The clouds surged, swallowing everything in an instant.
A black figure stood atop an altar built from Black Crystals, his voice layered upon itself as though countless voices had been superimposed.
"War has begun."
Black mist rolled like ocean tides.
In an instant, it formed a colossal gate connecting the dim heavens and the ruined earth.
At the same time.
All followers of the Endless Divine Court received the gods' summons.
Divine power crossed the boundaries of time and space, piercing through the barrier between reality and the abyss. The black mist turned into whirlpools, and figures emerged one after another.
They came in all shapes and forms.
Some were no different from humans, appearing to be nothing more than ordinary cultivators.
Others seemed to be stitched together from the bodies of various creatures, blasphemous things that could never arise naturally.
Some were simply surging masses of Chaos Energy, shifting into all kinds of bizarre forms.
Over the long years, the Endless Divine Court had absorbed the powerful of every era, who moved about Tianlan Continent as its followers.
Beyond that, the ocean of black mist at the cliff's end also began